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It turns out I liked being an escort, a lot more than I thought I would anyhow. I even began taking the cash, mainly because I was much too practical to let a little thing like guilt obstruct of good sense. However then, if I had the good sense I would not 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 ladies do. I hadn't been a little girl in a long time though. Deke didn't mind, he stated that was a great thing since he could in fact charge more, particularly if the guy I was going with selected me up at school. That advantage turned out to be worth a couple of hundred dollars extra, although I didn't actually like it.

Way too much for a ninth grader to invest, even after Deke took his cut. Selecting me up at school was worth an extra 200, which I thought was outrageous, but you 'd be shocked how lots of guys wanted precisely that. Like it proved beyond a doubt that they were getting the real deal, an underage slut to suck and fuck . These were all older guys too, like my dad's age, or more often even older, in their 40's and 50's primarily. He said that was generous due to the fact that he was my manager, my representative, my security guy, my marketing and transportation all rolled into one. He bought my clothing and the stuff I need to work, like condoms and lube and junk like that. But that wasn't real. It was more like acting than anything else since I needed to actually like these men for an hour or two. I had to act more youthful in some cases too, as a little lady perhaps eleven or twelve years old; but never ever older. None of the men spending for me wanted a woman, simply a woman, and knowing that I truly was just fifteen, that was the kicker for them. I liked acting though and I believe I had a real skill for it. I had a skill for the sex stuff anyhow, no doubt about that, and the more I did it the much better I got.

Mary Magdalene had been a slut. That's where I took my comfort and she 'd become my tutelary saint. I 'd felt truly guilty in the beginning, but that had actually disappeared when I understood I wasn't injuring anyone. The men liked me for a bit, although some of them liked me genuine and asked me if I 'd marry them, or at least return to their cities and cope 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 lonely since I knew it wasn't truly me they liked, mainly I felt a little more secure that way. Like a man who enjoyed me would not injure me, you know? I was in love with my father. That had actually altered too and I do not understand if one thing had to do with the other exactly, however I do not believe in coincidence either. I 'd had sex with like fifty guys or something, the majority 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 daughter's name, or a niece or the little girl next door perhaps. A lot of them didn't mind calling me Samantha either, and that bothered me at first, however then it didn't and I started liking it.

I could close my eyes and think of the man who was making love to me actually was my daddy. I could speak with him, tell him I liked him, how he made me feel special and full-grown and enjoyed. And someplace, in some way along that ride, I 'd begun to believe it. I 'd go house and see my genuine father and almost forget that it had not been him that I 'd fucked an hour or two before. However I was falling in love, in full-grown love, and I could not assist it. It was set into me, growing up not as his daughter however as his partner. We 'd done everything however skilled our relationship, I thought, and he needed to feel the same way. Didn't he?

 

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