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It turns out I liked being an escort, a lot more than I believed I would anyway. I even began taking the money, mainly because I was much too practical to let a little thing like regret get in the way of sound judgment. However then, if I had the common sense I would not have been an escort either. I would have been just another fifteen-year-old catholic schoolgirl, doing her homework, doing her nails, doing the little silly things that little women do. I had not been a little woman in a long time. I just worked three or four nights a week anyway, since I had to be home by 9 pm on school nights and ten o'clock on weekends. However Deke didn't mind, he said that was a good thing due to the fact that he could actually charge more, particularly if the man I was choosing chosen me up at school. That benefit ended up being worth a couple of hundred dollars extra, although I didn't really like it. I was constantly afraid somebody would see me entering a weird cars and truck, a various unusual automobile each time, and wonder what was going on.

Way too much for a ninth grader to spend, even after Deke took his cut. Selecting me up at school was worth an extra 200, which I thought was absurd, but you 'd be shocked how lots of men wanted exactly that. Like it showed beyond a doubt that they were getting the genuine deal, an underage slut to fuck and suck . These were all older people too, like my papa's age, or more frequently even older, in their 40's and 50's primarily. He stated that was generous since he was my manager, my agent, my security guy, my marketing and transportation all rolled into one. He purchased my clothes and the things I require to work, like prophylactics and lube and scrap like that. However that wasn't true. It was more like acting than anything else given that I had to really like these people for an hour or two. I needed to act younger in some cases too, as a little woman perhaps eleven or twelve years of ages; but never ever older. None of the men spending for me desired a female, just a lady, and understanding that I really was just fifteen, that was the kicker for them. I liked acting though and I think I had a real talent for it. I had a talent for the sex stuff anyway, no doubt about that, and the more I did it the better I got.

Mary Magdalene had actually been a whore. That's where I took my comfort and she 'd become my tutelary saint. I 'd felt actually guilty at first, but that had actually disappeared when I realized I wasn't harming anyone. The men enjoyed me for a little bit, although a few of them enjoyed me genuine and asked me if I 'd marry them, or a minimum of 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 lonely since I knew it wasn't truly me they liked, primarily I felt a little much safer that way. Like a person who liked me would not hurt me, you understand? I loved my father. That had actually changed too and I do not know if one thing had to do with the other precisely, but I don't believe in coincidence either. I 'd had sex with like fifty men or something, most of them desiring me to call them Daddy while we did it. Some of them wished to call me by a different name, their daughter's name, or a niece or the little girl next door maybe. A lot of them didn't mind calling me Samantha either, and that troubled me at first, but then it didn't and I started liking it.

I could close my eyes and imagine the male who was making love to me truly was my daddy. I could talk to him, tell him I liked him, how he made me feel special and full-grown and enjoyed. I was falling in love, in full-grown love, and I could not assist it.

 

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