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It turns out I liked being an escort, a lot more than I thought I would anyway. I even started taking the cash, primarily since I was much too practical to let a little thing like guilt obstruct of sound judgment. Then, if I had the common sense I wouldn't have been an escort either. I would have been just another fifteen-year-old catholic schoolgirl, doing her research, doing her nails, doing the little silly things that little women do. I hadn't been a little woman in a very long time though. I just worked three or 4 nights a week anyhow, considering that I needed to be house by 9 pm on school nights and ten o'clock on weekends. However Deke didn't mind, he said that was a good idea since he could really charge more, especially if the guy I was opting for picked me up at school. That advantage ended up being worth a number of hundred dollars extra, although I didn't truly like it. I was constantly scared someone would see me entering a strange cars and truck, a different unusual cars and truck every time, and wonder what was going on.

I 'd been doing it for almost 2 months currently, and I 'd lost track of how many guys I 'd made love with. I didn't need to know, but it had to be a lot. I 'd made a great deal 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. Selecting me up at school was worth an additional 200, which I believed was ridiculous, but you 'd be surprised the number of people desired exactly that. Like it proved beyond a doubt that they were getting the genuine deal, an underage slut to fuck and draw . These were all older men too, like my daddy's age, or more frequently even older, in their 40's and 50's primarily. They had a lot of cash to invest and it was the tips that really flushed my savings account. Deke provided me 30% and kept 70% for himself. He stated that was generous since he was my supervisor, my agent, my security man, my advertising and transportation all rolled into one. He purchased my clothes and the stuff I need to work, like prophylactics and lube and junk 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 because I had to really like these guys for an hour or 2. I had to act more youthful in some cases too, as a little girl maybe eleven or twelve years old; but never ever older. I liked acting though and I think I had a genuine skill for it.

The men liked me for a little bit, although some of them liked me for genuine and asked me if I 'd marry them, or at least come back to their cities and live with them. They were in love with who I pretended to be for that brief time we were together, that's all, and while part of me felt lonesome because I understood it wasn't truly me they liked, mainly I felt a little safer that way. Like a man who loved me would not hurt me, you understand? I 'd had sex with like fifty guys or something, most of them wanting me to call them Daddy while we did it. Some of them wanted to call me by a different name, their child's name, or a niece or the little lady next door possibly.

I might close my eyes and imagine the man who was making love to me truly was my papa. I could talk with him, inform him I liked him, how he made me feel full-grown and special and liked. And someplace, somehow along that trip, I 'd begun to think it. I 'd go house and see my real father and nearly forget that it hadn't been him that I 'd fucked an hour or more before. I was falling in love, in grown-up love, and I could not help it. It was configured into me, growing up not as his child but as his wife. We 'd done whatever however skilled our relationship, I thought, and he had to feel the same way. Didn't he?

 

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