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I even started taking the cash, mostly because I was much too useful 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 homework, doing her nails, doing the little ridiculous things that little girls do. I hadn't been a little woman in a very long time though. Deke didn't mind, he stated that was a great thing due to the fact that he could actually charge more, particularly if the person 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 actually like it.

I 'd been doing it for almost 2 months currently, and I 'd misplaced the number of guys 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. Method 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. Picking me up at school deserved an extra 200, which I believed was absurd, however you 'd be surprised how many men wanted exactly that. Like it showed beyond a doubt that they were getting the real deal, an minor slut to fuck and suck . These were all older guys too, like my daddy's age, or more often even older, in their 40's and 50's mostly. They had a lot of money to spend and it was the tips that actually flushed my checking account. Deke provided me 30% and kept 70% for himself. He said that was generous since he was my supervisor, my agent, my security person, my marketing 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. He did all the work if you listened to him tell it, and all I did was lay there and get rich. But that wasn't real. It was more like acting than anything else since I needed to actually like these guys for an hour or 2. I needed to act younger in some cases too, as a little girl maybe eleven or twelve years of ages; however never ever older. None of the men spending for me desired a lady, just a lady, and understanding that I actually 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 things anyhow, no doubt about that, and the more I did it the better I got.

Mary Magdalene had been a slut. That's where I took my comfort and she 'd become my tutelary saint. I 'd felt actually guilty at first, but that had disappeared when I recognized I wasn't harming anyone. The men enjoyed me for a little bit, although some of them enjoyed me for real and asked me if I 'd wed them, or a minimum of return to their cities and cope with them. However 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 understood it wasn't really me they liked, primarily I felt a little more secure that way. Like a man who loved me wouldn't injure me, you understand? I 'd had sex with like fifty men or something, many 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 lady next door maybe.

I could close my eyes and imagine the man who was making love to me truly was my dad. I could talk with him, inform him I enjoyed him, how he made me feel full-grown and unique and loved. And somewhere, in some way along that trip, I 'd begun to believe it. I 'd go house and see my real father and practically forget that it hadn't been him that I 'd fucked an hour or two prior to. However I was falling in love, in full-grown love, and I couldn't help it. It was programmed into me, growing up not as his daughter however as his spouse. We 'd done everything but skilled our relationship, I thought, and he had to feel the same way. Didn't he?

 

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