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I even started taking the money, mostly since I was much too practical to let a little thing like regret get in the method of common sense. I would have been just another fifteen-year-old catholic schoolgirl, doing her research, doing her nails, doing the little ridiculous things that little women do. I had not been a little woman in a long period of time though. Deke didn't mind, he said that was a excellent thing due to the fact that he could in fact charge more, specifically if the man I was going with selected me up at school. That benefit 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 lost track of how many men I 'd had sex with. I didn't want to know, but it needed to be a lot. I 'd made a lot of cash 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 two. Choosing me up at school deserved an additional 200, which I thought was outrageous, but you 'd marvel the number of guys desired exactly that. Like it showed beyond a doubt that they were getting the real offer, an underage whore to fuck and draw . 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 great deal of cash to invest and it was the tips that actually flushed my bank account. Deke offered me 30% and kept 70% for himself. He said that was generous since he was my manager, my representative, my security guy, my advertising and transportation all rolled into one. He bought my clothing and the stuff I require 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. That wasn't real. It was more like acting than anything else since I had to really like these people for an hour or two. I needed to act younger in some cases too, as a little lady perhaps eleven or twelve years of ages; however never ever older. None of the men paying for me wanted a lady, simply a girl, and understanding that I really was just fifteen, that was the kicker for them. I liked acting though and I think I had a genuine talent for it. I had a skill for the sex stuff anyway, no doubt about that, and the more I did it the much better I got.

The males loved me for a little bit, although some of them enjoyed 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 lonely due to the fact that I knew it wasn't really me they liked, primarily I felt a little much safer that way. Like a guy who enjoyed 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 various name, their daughter's name, or a niece or the little girl next door perhaps.

I might close my eyes and picture the man who was making love to me really was my daddy. I might talk to him, inform him I enjoyed him, how he made me feel special and developed and enjoyed. And someplace, somehow along that ride, I 'd started to think it. I 'd go home and see my real father and nearly forget that it hadn't been him that I 'd fucked an hour or 2 before. But I was falling in love, in developed love, and I could not assist it. It was programmed into me, growing up not as his daughter however as his better half. We 'd done whatever but skilled our relationship, I thought, and he needed to feel the same way. Didn't he?

 

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