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I even started taking the money, primarily because I was much too practical to let a little thing like regret get in the method of common sense. I would have been simply another fifteen-year-old catholic schoolgirl, doing her homework, doing her nails, doing the little silly things that little girls do.
I had not been a little girl in a very long time though.
Deke didn't mind, he stated that was a great thing due to the fact that he could in fact charge more, particularly if the guy I was going with picked me up at school. That benefit turned out to be worth a couple of hundred dollars additional, although I didn't truly like it.
Way too much for a ninth grader to invest, even after Deke took his cut. Picking me up at school was worth an extra 200, which I believed was ludicrous, however you 'd be stunned how lots of men wanted exactly that. Like it showed beyond a doubt that they were getting the real deal, an minor whore to fuck and draw . These were all older men too, like my daddy's age, or more often even older, in their 40's and 50's mostly. They had a great deal of money 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 due to the fact that he was my supervisor, my representative, my security person, my marketing and transportation all rolled into one. He bought my clothing 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 inform it, and all I did was lay there and get rich. But that wasn't true. It was more like acting than anything else given that I had to in fact like these guys for an hour or two. I had to act younger often too, as a little lady perhaps eleven or twelve years old; but never ever older. None of the men paying for me desired a lady, just a girl, and understanding that I really was simply fifteen, that was the kicker for them. I liked acting though and I believe 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.
The guys enjoyed me for a little bit, although some of them loved me for real and asked me if I 'd wed 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 actually me they liked, mostly I felt a little safer that way. Like a guy who enjoyed me wouldn't injure me, you know? I was in love with my father. That had actually changed too and I don't understand if one thing involved the other specifically, but I do not believe in coincidence either. I 'd made love with like fifty men 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 girl next door maybe. But a lot of them didn't mind calling me Samantha either, which bothered me initially, but then it didn't and I began liking it.
I might close my eyes and think of the male who was making love to me really was my dad. I could talk to him, inform him I loved him, how he made me feel unique and grown-up and liked. I was falling in love, in full-grown love, and I could not help it.
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