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It turns out I liked being an escort, far more than I thought I would anyhow. I even began taking the money, mainly since I was much too practical to let a little thing like guilt obstruct of good sense. Then, if I had the common sense I would not have actually been an escort either. I would have been just another fifteen-year-old catholic schoolgirl, doing her homework, doing her nails, doing the little ridiculous things that little girls do. I hadn't been a little lady in a long time. I only worked three or four nights a week anyway, considering that I had to be home by 9 pm on school nights and 10 o'clock on weekends. Deke didn't mind, he said that was a good thing due to the fact that he could actually charge more, especially if the guy I was going with picked me up at school. That opportunity turned out to be worth a couple of hundred dollars extra, although I didn't actually like it. I was constantly scared somebody would see me getting into a strange cars and truck, a various odd automobile every time, and wonder what was going on.

I 'd been doing it for almost two months already, and I 'd misplaced how many men I 'd had sex with. I didn't want to know, but it needed 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 2. Picking me up at school was worth an additional 200, which I believed was ridiculous, but you 'd marvel how many men desired exactly that. Like it proved beyond a doubt that they were getting the real deal, an underage slut to fuck and suck . These were all older men 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 supervisor, my agent, my security man, my marketing and transport all rolled into one. He bought my clothes and the things I require to work, like prophylactics and lube and scrap like that. It was more like acting than anything else given that I had to in fact like these guys for an hour or 2. I had to act younger sometimes too, as a little lady perhaps eleven or twelve years old; but never older. I liked acting though and I think I had a real skill for it.

Mary Magdalene had actually been a slut. That's where I took my comfort and she 'd become my patron saint. I 'd felt really guilty at first, but that had disappeared when I understood I wasn't harming anyone. The men loved me for a little bit, although a few of them liked me for real and asked me if I 'd wed them, or at least come back to their cities and deal 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 since I understood it wasn't really me they liked, mostly I felt a little safer that way. Like a person who liked me would not hurt me, you understand? I 'd had sex with like fifty men or something, many of them wanting me to call them Daddy while we did it. Some of them wanted to call me by a various name, their child's name, or a niece or the little woman next door perhaps.

I might close my eyes and think of the man who was making love to me truly was my papa. I might speak to him, inform him I loved him, how he made me feel special and full-grown and enjoyed. And somewhere, somehow along that trip, I 'd begun to think it. I 'd go home and see my real dad and practically forget that it hadn't been him that I 'd fucked an hour or more prior to. However I was falling in love, in developed love, and I couldn't help it. It was set into me, maturing not as his child but as his spouse. We 'd done everything however practiced our relationship, I thought, and he had to feel the same way. Didn't he?

 

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