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It ends up I liked being an escort, far more than I thought I would anyway. I even began taking the money, mostly since I was much too practical to let a little thing like guilt obstruct of sound judgment. Then, if I had the typical sense I would not have 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 woman in a long time. I only worked three or four nights a week anyhow, considering that 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 due to the fact that he might in fact charge more, particularly if the person I was going with selected me up at school. That benefit ended up being worth a couple of hundred dollars additional, although I didn't actually like it. I was always afraid somebody would see me getting into a strange vehicle, a different weird car each time, and wonder what was going on.

I 'd been doing it for almost two months already, and I 'd lost track of the number of guys I 'd made love with. I didn't would like to know, but 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 2. Choosing me up at school deserved an extra 200, which I thought was ridiculous, but you 'd marvel the number of guys wanted precisely that. Like it proved beyond a doubt that they were getting the genuine deal, an underage slut to draw and fuck . These were all older people 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 actually flushed my savings account. Deke gave me 30% and kept 70% for himself. He stated that was generous since he was my supervisor, my representative, my security man, my marketing and transportation all rolled into one. He purchased my clothes and the stuff I require 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 given that I had to really like these people for an hour or 2. I had to act more youthful often too, as a little woman possibly eleven or twelve years old; but never older. I liked acting though and I think I had a real talent for it.

The men liked me for a little bit, although some of them loved 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 short time we were together, that's all, and while part of me felt lonesome because I knew it wasn't truly me they liked, primarily I felt a little more secure that way. Like a guy who enjoyed me wouldn't injure me, you understand? I loved my father. That had actually altered too and I do not know if something related to the other specifically, however I don't believe in coincidence either. I 'd made love with like fifty guys or something, most of them wanting me to call them Daddy while we did it. A few of them wanted to call me by a different name, their child's name, or a niece or the little woman next door maybe. A lot of them didn't mind calling me Samantha either, and that troubled me at first, however then it didn't and I began liking it.

I could close my eyes and imagine the man who was making love to me really was my papa. I might talk to him, inform him I loved him, how he made me feel special and developed and liked. I was falling in love, in developed love, and I couldn't assist it.

 

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