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I even began taking the money, primarily because I was much too practical to let a little thing like guilt get in the way of typical sense. I would have been simply another fifteen-year-old catholic schoolgirl, doing her homework, doing her nails, doing the little silly things that little girls do.
I had not been a little girl in a long time.
Deke didn't mind, he said that was a great thing because he might in fact charge more, specifically if the person I was going with selected me up at school. That benefit turned out to be worth a couple of hundred dollars additional, although I didn't really like it.
I 'd been doing it for nearly two months currently, and I 'd misplaced the number of people I 'd had sex with. I didn't wish to know, but it had to be a lot. I 'd made a lot of money too. Method 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. Selecting me up at school deserved an extra 200, which I believed was absurd, but you 'd be surprised the number of people wanted exactly that. Like it proved beyond a doubt that they were getting the genuine offer, an minor slut to fuck and draw . These were all older men too, like my father's age, or regularly even older, in their 40's and 50's mostly. They had a lot of cash to spend and it was the tips that actually flushed my savings account. Deke offered me 30% and kept 70% for himself. He said that was generous due to the fact that he was my supervisor, my representative, my security person, my advertising and transportation all rolled into one. He purchased my clothes and the stuff I need to work, like condoms and lube and scrap like that. He did all the work if you listened to him tell it, and all I did was lay there and get rich. It was more like acting than anything else considering that I had to actually like these guys for an hour or two. I had to act younger often too, as a little lady possibly eleven or twelve years old; but never ever older. I liked acting though and I think I had a genuine talent for it.
Mary Magdalene had been a whore. That's where I took my comfort and she 'd become my patron saint. I 'd felt really guilty at first, however that had disappeared when I understood I wasn't injuring anybody. The men loved me for a bit, although some of them enjoyed me for real and asked me if I 'd marry them, or a minimum of return to their cities and live with them. However 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 lonely because I understood it wasn't actually me they liked, mainly I felt a little more secure that way. Like a man who loved me would not injure me, you understand? I 'd had sex with like fifty guys or something, most of them desiring me to call them Daddy while we did it. Some of them wanted to call me by a different name, their daughter's name, or a niece or the little girl next door possibly.
I could close my eyes and imagine the guy who was making love to me actually was my dad. I might talk to him, tell him I enjoyed him, how he made me feel full-grown and unique and liked. I was falling in love, in developed love, and I could not help it.
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