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Sometimes it hits her that she's technically a whore, and she's just turned 15. But then again, that's part of the appeal, isn't it?
Ever since her dad had died, it had been just her and her mom, and her mom worked two and a half jobs to make ends meet. Annette had needed to take care of herself until very late at night, and she'd felt awful about asking her mom for pocket money to buy anything nice. This side gig of hers takes care of both of those things at once, and it's fun, besides. Maybe it's that she misses her dad, deep down inside, and the attention from older men fills that hole in her heart.
They fill other holes, too. Most of them just like to go out on a date with her, but some of them pay extra so that she'll kiss them, or that they can grope her, see her underwear, or that she'll give them head or a handjob. The highest rollers get to finish their nights humping her in a bed. Which makes her a whore.
The latest client who'd replied to her online ad had been one of those high rollers, so she'd met him that night expecting to end it in bed. She hadn't expected to see a man she knows. Annette is very good at just rolling with things, though, so she'd treated him like any other client, even if she'd been best friends with his daughter since she'd been like, 5.
It just means she's comfortable with him when she puts her feet up on his knee in the back seat of their Uber as they head to the hotel he'd gotten for the night. She blows a bubble of gum, treating him like the dad of her best friend than the client who'd paid to fuck her for tonight. "Thanks for putting me up, Mr. Shimada," she says, putting on an act for the driver. "My mom's gonna be out late tonight, so it's nice to have a place to crash."
Ever since her dad had died, it had been just her and her mom, and her mom worked two and a half jobs to make ends meet. Annette had needed to take care of herself until very late at night, and she'd felt awful about asking her mom for pocket money to buy anything nice. This side gig of hers takes care of both of those things at once, and it's fun, besides. Maybe it's that she misses her dad, deep down inside, and the attention from older men fills that hole in her heart.
They fill other holes, too. Most of them just like to go out on a date with her, but some of them pay extra so that she'll kiss them, or that they can grope her, see her underwear, or that she'll give them head or a handjob. The highest rollers get to finish their nights humping her in a bed. Which makes her a whore.
The latest client who'd replied to her online ad had been one of those high rollers, so she'd met him that night expecting to end it in bed. She hadn't expected to see a man she knows. Annette is very good at just rolling with things, though, so she'd treated him like any other client, even if she'd been best friends with his daughter since she'd been like, 5.
It just means she's comfortable with him when she puts her feet up on his knee in the back seat of their Uber as they head to the hotel he'd gotten for the night. She blows a bubble of gum, treating him like the dad of her best friend than the client who'd paid to fuck her for tonight. "Thanks for putting me up, Mr. Shimada," she says, putting on an act for the driver. "My mom's gonna be out late tonight, so it's nice to have a place to crash."