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I even began taking the cash, mainly due to the fact that I was much too practical to let a little thing like guilt get in the way 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 ladies do.
I had not been a little lady in a long period of time though.
Deke didn't mind, he said that was a excellent thing since he could really charge more, especially if the person I was going with selected me up at school. That opportunity turned out to be worth a couple of hundred dollars extra, although I didn't really like it.
I 'd been doing it for almost 2 months currently, and I 'd lost track of how many guys I 'd made love with. I didn't wish to know, but it had 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 2. Choosing me up at school deserved an additional 200, which I thought was absurd, but you 'd marvel how many men wanted precisely that. Like it proved beyond a doubt that they were getting the genuine offer, an minor slut to draw and fuck . These were all older guys too, like my father's age, or more frequently even older, in their 40's and 50's mostly. He said that was generous due to the fact that he was my supervisor, my agent, my security guy, my advertising and transport all rolled into one. He bought my clothes and the stuff I require to work, like prophylactics and lube and junk like that. It was more like acting than anything else because I had to really like these people for an hour or two. I had to act more youthful sometimes too, as a little woman perhaps eleven or twelve years old; however never ever older. I liked acting though and I believe I had a real talent for it.
Mary Magdalene had actually been a whore. That's where I took my comfort and she 'd become my tutelary saint. I 'd felt really guilty in the beginning, however that had actually gone away when I understood I wasn't injuring anyone. The men liked me for a bit, although some of them enjoyed me for real and asked me if I 'd marry them, or at least return to their cities and live 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 since I knew it wasn't actually me they liked, mainly I felt a little safer that way. Like a man who liked me would not hurt me, you understand? I 'd had sex with like fifty people or something, most of them wanting me to call them Daddy while we did it. Some of them desired to call me by a different name, their child's name, or a niece or the little woman next door perhaps.
I could close my eyes and imagine the male who was making love to me actually was my daddy. I might talk to him, tell him I enjoyed him, how he made me feel developed and unique and enjoyed. I was falling in love, in grown-up love, and I couldn't help it.
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