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It turns out I liked being an escort, a lot more than I believed I would anyhow. I even began taking the money, primarily because I was much too useful to let a little thing like regret get in the way of common sense. However then, if I had the good sense 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 ridiculous things that little ladies do. I had not been a little lady in a long time though. Deke didn't mind, he stated that was a good thing since he could really charge more, specifically if the person I was going with chosen 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 two months already, and I 'd misplaced the number of men I 'd made love with. I didn't wish to know, but it needed to be a lot. I 'd made a great deal of money too. Way too much for a ninth grader to invest, even after Deke took his cut. He charged 300 dollars an hour for me, or 500 dollars for two. Picking me up at school was worth an extra 200, which I believed was ridiculous, but you 'd be surprised the number of men wanted precisely that. Like it proved beyond a doubt that they were getting the genuine offer, an minor slut to suck and fuck . These were all older men too, like my dad's age, or more frequently 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 really flushed my savings account. Deke offered me 30% and kept 70% for himself. He stated that was generous due to the fact that he was my manager, my representative, my security guy, my advertising and transport all rolled into one. He purchased my clothing and the stuff I need 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. That wasn't real. It was more like acting than anything else because I needed to really like these people 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; however never ever older. None of the men spending for me wanted a woman, simply a lady, and understanding that I really 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 convenience and she 'd become my patron saint. I 'd felt actually guilty at first, however that had actually disappeared when I recognized I wasn't hurting anyone. The men liked me for a bit, although a few of them liked me genuine and asked me if I 'd wed them, or at least come back to their cities and deal with them. But they loved who I pretended to be for that short time we were together, that's all, and while part of me felt lonesome due to the fact that I understood it wasn't really me they liked, mostly I felt a little safer that way. Like a guy who liked me wouldn't injure me, you understand? I 'd had sex with like fifty guys or something, many of them desiring me to call them Daddy while we did it. Some of them wanted to call me by a various name, their child's name, or a niece or the little lady next door possibly.

I might close my eyes and imagine the male who was making love to me actually was my dad. I could talk to him, tell him I enjoyed him, how he made me feel full-grown and unique and loved. I was falling in love, in grown-up love, and I could not assist it.

 

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