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I even began taking the cash, primarily because I was much too practical to let a little thing like regret get in the way of typical sense. I would have been simply another fifteen-year-old catholic schoolgirl, doing her research, doing her nails, doing the little silly things that little ladies do. I hadn't been a little woman in a very long time though. I only worked 3 or four nights a week anyway, since I needed to be home by 9 pm on school nights and ten o'clock on weekends. Deke didn't mind, he said that was a great thing since he might really charge more, particularly if the person I was going with picked me up at school. That benefit turned out to be worth a number of hundred dollars extra, although I didn't actually like it. I was constantly afraid someone would see me getting into a odd vehicle, a various unusual automobile each time, and wonder what was going on.

I 'd been doing it for practically 2 months already, and I 'd misplaced the number of men I 'd had sex with. I didn't wish to know, however it had to be a lot. I 'd made a lot of cash too. Way too much for a ninth grader to spend, even after Deke took his cut. He charged 300 dollars an hour for me, or 500 dollars for two. Picking me up at school deserved an additional 200, which I thought was ludicrous, however you 'd be surprised how many guys wanted exactly that. Like it showed beyond a doubt that they were getting the genuine deal, an underage whore to fuck and suck . These were all older guys too, like my papa's age, or more often even older, in their 40's and 50's mostly. He stated that was generous since he was my manager, my agent, my security man, my advertising and transportation all rolled into one. He bought my clothes and the stuff I need to work, like condoms and lube and junk like that. That wasn't true. It was more like acting than anything else because I had to actually like these men for an hour or two. I needed to act younger in some cases too, as a little girl possibly eleven or twelve years old; however never ever older. None of the men spending for me desired a female, simply a lady, and understanding that I actually was just fifteen, that was the kicker for them. I liked acting though and I believe I had a genuine talent for it. I had a skill for the sex stuff anyhow, no doubt about that, and the more I did it the better I got.

Mary Magdalene had actually been a whore. That's where I took my comfort and she 'd become my patron saint. I 'd felt truly guilty initially, but that had disappeared when I realized I wasn't harming anybody. The men liked me for a bit, although some of them loved me for real and asked me if I 'd marry them, or a minimum of come back to their cities and live with them. They were in love with who I pretended to be for that short time we were together, that's all, and while part of me felt lonesome due to the fact that I knew it wasn't really me they liked, mainly I felt a little more secure that way. Like a guy who loved me wouldn't hurt me, you understand? I loved my father. That had actually altered too and I do not know if something related to the other precisely, however I don't believe in coincidence either. I 'd made love with like fifty men or something, most of them desiring me to call them Daddy while we did it. A few of them wanted to call me by a various name, their child's name, or a niece or the little woman next door possibly. A lot of them didn't mind calling me Samantha either, and that bothered me at initially, but then it didn't and I started liking it.

I could close my eyes and think of the male who was making love to me actually was my papa. I could talk to him, tell him I enjoyed him, how he made me feel developed and special and loved. I was falling in love, in developed love, and I could not assist it.

 

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