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It turns out I liked being an escort, far more than I believed I would anyway. I even began taking the money, mainly since I was much too useful to let a little thing like regret obstruct of good sense. Then, if I had the common 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 women do. I had not been a little woman in a long period of time though. I just worked three or 4 nights a week anyway, because I needed to be home by 9 pm on school nights and ten o'clock on weekends. However Deke didn't mind, he stated that was a good idea because he could actually charge more, especially if the guy I was going with picked me up at school. That opportunity turned out to be worth a couple of hundred dollars additional, although I didn't actually like it. I was constantly scared somebody would see me entering into a odd car, a different odd vehicle each time, and wonder what was going on.

Way too much for a ninth grader to invest, even after Deke took his cut. Picking me up at school was worth an additional 200, which I thought was ludicrous, however you 'd be stunned how lots of men desired exactly that. Like it proved beyond a doubt that they were getting the genuine deal, an underage slut to draw and fuck . These were all older men too, like my papa's age, or more often even older, in their 40's and 50's mostly. They had a great deal of cash to spend and it was the tips that truly flushed my savings account. Deke gave me 30% and kept 70% for himself. He said that was generous because he was my manager, my representative, my security guy, my advertising and transport all rolled into one. He bought my clothing and the stuff I require to work, like condoms 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 actually like these men for an hour or more. I needed to act younger often too, as a little girl maybe eleven or twelve years old; however never older. None of the men spending for me wanted a woman, just a girl, and knowing that I really was simply 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 anyhow, no doubt about that, and the more I did it the much better I got.

The guys enjoyed 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 brief time we were together, that's all, and while part of me felt lonesome since I understood it wasn't truly me they liked, primarily I felt a little much safer that method. Like a guy who liked me would not hurt me, you know? I 'd had sex with like fifty people or something, most of them desiring me to call them Daddy while we did it. Some of them wanted to call me by a different name, their daughter's name, or a niece or the little girl next door maybe.

I might close my eyes and picture the man who was making love to me actually was my papa. I could speak to him, tell him I loved him, how he made me feel grown-up and special and enjoyed. And someplace, somehow along that ride, I 'd begun to think it. I 'd go house and see my real father and practically forget that it had not been him that I 'd fucked an hour or two before. I was falling in love, in developed love, and I couldn't help it. It was programmed into me, growing up not as his child however as his other half. We 'd done everything however skilled our relationship, I believed, and he had to feel the same way. Didn't he?

 

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