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It ends up I liked being an escort, far more than I believed I would anyway. I even started taking the money, mainly because I was much too practical to let a little thing like regret get in the way of sound judgment. But then, if I had the sound judgment 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 silly things that little women do. I hadn't been a little woman in a long time. Deke didn't mind, he said that was a great thing due to the fact that he might in fact charge more, specifically if the guy I was going with picked me up at school. That advantage turned out to be worth a couple of hundred dollars extra, although I didn't truly like it.

I 'd been doing it for almost 2 months already, and I 'd misplaced 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. Way excessive 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 additional 200, which I thought was ridiculous, but you 'd marvel the number of guys desired exactly that. Like it showed beyond a doubt that they were getting the real deal, an minor whore to suck and fuck . These were all older guys too, like my father's age, or more often even older, in their 40's and 50's mostly. They had a great deal of cash to invest and it was the pointers that actually flushed my savings account. Deke provided me 30% and kept 70% for himself. He stated that was generous because he was my supervisor, my agent, my security man, my marketing and transportation all rolled into one. He purchased my clothes and the stuff I need to work, like prophylactics and lube and scrap like that. He did all the work if you listened to him inform it, and all I did was lay there and get rich. That wasn't true. It was more like acting than anything else because I needed to really like these guys for an hour or 2. I needed to act more youthful sometimes too, as a little girl possibly eleven or twelve years old; however never ever older. None of the men spending for me wanted a female, simply a woman, and knowing that I truly was simply fifteen, that was the kicker for them. I liked acting though and I think I had a real talent for it. I had a skill for the sex things anyway, no doubt about that, and the more I did it the better I got.

Mary Magdalene had been a slut. That's where I took my comfort and she 'd become my patron saint. I 'd felt actually guilty in the beginning, but that had actually disappeared when I understood I wasn't hurting anyone. The men enjoyed me for a bit, although some of them enjoyed me genuine and asked me if I 'd wed them, or at least return to their cities and deal with them. However they loved who I pretended to be for that short time we were together, that's all, and while part of me felt lonesome because I understood it wasn't actually me they liked, mostly I felt a little more secure that way. Like a man who liked me would not harm me, you understand? I was in love with my father. That had changed too and I do not understand if something related to the other exactly, however I don't believe in coincidence either. I 'd made love with like fifty people or something, the majority of them desiring 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. A lot of them didn't mind calling me Samantha either, and that bothered me at first, but then it didn't and I started liking it.

I might close my eyes and imagine the guy who was making love to me truly was my dad. I could talk to him, tell him I liked him, how he made me feel unique and developed and liked. I was falling in love, in grown-up love, and I couldn't assist it.

 

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