The Tide has Turned

Last posting we left off: Other men want in on the action.

My steady geek and his company's apartment have now generated into the potential of new clients. After his routine romp of undressing me , and having his way with my sexy butt , he was stammering about trying say something. So I am thinking he wants a new squeeze , and this cash cow is over. So I just asked him straight out - are you trying to say you want to end our Thursday afternoon sessions?
"Oh no, no" he says with a worried look on his face.
Then before I can say anything , he suggests that I entertain an out of town client on his behalf.
Thinking money quickly , I respond , "Yes, I will do it but the cost is double."
"I don't think so" he replies , "But I will go a thousand for one hour , but make sure he is happy."
I agree. He then says , "Don't ask them for any money , I will pay you in advance."
So I agree but remind him of the condom rule.
Then he says , "I will tell my client about the condom rule , it has to be tomorrow afternoon."
Knowing this is a problem , I still agree. Now what to tell these stupid foster parents who think I am their personal babysitter.
When I get home I simply tell the idiots I will be staying an hour after school for some extra credit. After all what are they going to say?
The next afternoon (Friday) I head for the apartment.
When I arrive I find an elderly Japanese man whose broken English stuns me.
"Come in please" , he asks.
After being taken back a little that some oriental old fart is about to hump me like a dog in heat , I settle down into the concept of a Thousand Dollars for one hour.
This old Japanese guy just loved a young white girl in a black leather mini skirt , high top black leather boots , and a white short top with no bra.
Just looking at me I could see the bulge in his pants.
He disappeared into the bathroom for a few minutes and came back out with just a towel wrapped around him.
Well as they say , I did my thing and in 50 minutes was out of there. I made sure it lasted , and went slow so he would give me high marks with my geek business lover.


Next post , I am now moving on up.

My New Cash Cow

Last week I discovered that this Wall Street executive that I had made it with a few times , his company had an apartment.

So we met up as planned , and he did his favorite thing , anal with me , and of course he wore his condom. This guy love giving me anal so much , and said he missed our romps. That was fine , cause I raised the price to $600.00 per hour. He had no problem with that as long as I gave him what he wanted. This man was fixated as much on my sexy clothes as he was bending me over.
But what the hell , I now have a steady cash cow , I am doing him every Thursday. Expensive designer clothing was no longer an issue , I was banging a lot of high end retail store managers. Plus I got male teachers or geeks lined up for my grades and a plan to get out of that foster parent babysitting nightmare. This of course means I need money , and lots of it. Apartments in NYC are damn expensive. Plus I would need a fake ID.

Next post , the tide has turned , other men want in on the action.

A Problem is an Opportunity

So last week I left off with earning some money giving handjobs but my grades in school were down , and I was failing almost every subject.

One has too always look at a problem as opportunity. For me I simply started banging my male teachers. Those failing marks changed quickly to a 'B+'. As for the women teachers I just picked the smartest geek in the room , a handjob got me my work upgraded to a 'C'. Thus the failing marks went away but this left me back to the money dilemma.

I made a quick trip over to my old school geek dad's office and hung out till I saw him in the lobby. He was surprised to see me but was anxious to get rid of me before someone saw us. He wanted me to come by and I explained the situation. Come to find out his company had an apartment in Midtown for executives and guest so he scheduled a romp in the sack for Thursday afternoon when I got out of school.


Next post I will explain how this became a cash cow opportunity for me.

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What I Did Next ....

I left off last time with my life story where now I had new foster parents who converted me to their flipping babysitter.

This put some kinda crimp in my social escort business for profit. My money was drying up and all I wanted to do is pull my hair out with these three brats.
So I started sneaking out at night to earn some money. Unfortunately this meant a lower class of men I had to deal with. I tried this for about two weeks when I realized that every pimp in town wanted me , for my money. I wasn't getting hooked on drugs or putting out tricks for some pimping asshole so I quit abruptly.
Instead I started giving handjobs to kids in school for $20.00 each. I was doing the adult hired help for $35.00 each. Now I was pulling down around hundred dollars a day. My grades where going to hell and I was skipping classes more than attending.
This led to the first half of the school year failing and those nasty notes to the foster parents.

I was pretty bright , always thinking of ways to get around a problem.


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I Got Caught

So on my last post I learned how to get expensive designer clothes for sex , after all they cost lots of money.

So with cash in my purse and an expensive black leather mini skirt on my butt I head home. This time my drunken foster mother wasn't totally blitzed or had a boyfriend over.
Oh yes she caught me.
Grabbed my purse and started slapping me around.
So I fight back , it's a real free for all in the apartment , which by the way the walls are like cardboard , so the neighbors think she's killing me and call the cops.
The police arrive , and quickly find a cut on my head , and I have what appears to soon be a black eye.
They arrest her , call an ambulance for me , and notify social services (child welfare).
I give them most of the truth , that's she drunk all the time , took my baby got paid for it , and I am left to fend for myself.
I add the one false statement that she is pimping me out as a prostitute , and the fight erupted because I wanted some of the money.
Actually I wanted all the money , what has this bitch ever done for me? The city / state pays her to feed and cloth me , make sure I go to school , and stay out of trouble.
They arrested her , she lost custody of me , and I was placed in another foster home. This one wasn't much better , it had three other foster care kids younger than me , and they looked at me for their babysitter. This put a real cramp in my sex for money job.

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Oh Yeah Sex for Fashion

So last week I left off with doing my first an old fart versus doing the school boy geeks and nerds.

So now I have cash in hand and shopping I am going.
I started at all the major NYC department stores but one of my friends said , "Hey girl have your ever done sex for clothes?"
I am thinking 'what the hell is she talking about?' so I replied , "Ah no!"
"Come with me" , she said smiling.
"Okay" , I quickly replied.
So off to one of these Manhattan upscale boutiques we went.
When we got there I quickly said , "WTF , I can't afford this place , lets go."
"No Problem" , she insisted, "trust me" , she said.
So into the store we went.
There was a guy in the back , about 30 I would say.
My friend called him over and whispered something in his ear.
Then she took me to one side and said, "Okay I am leaving now , but here is the deal - you give him oral sex , and he gives you expensive stuff. So pick out something and go for it."
Then she was off.
I saw this $400.00 leather mini skirt , and the guy was more than willing.
Into the back room we went.
He simply told me , "you give me oral , I pull out and jizz your face , and the black leather mini is yours."
Well , again my mouth engaged before the brain could catch up , and I sputter out , "Lets do it."
Well I walked out with the Leather Mini Skirt and reminisce of his goo still on me.

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Next , post I get caught by my drunk foster mother with expensive clothes and money.

Moving on Up to a daddy Image

Last post I mentioned about one of the Geek fathers hitting on me.

I had been banging Geeks and Nerds now for nearly two years. I was 15 going on 29. From what I gathered the father of this Geek found a picture of me on his son's computer. I was quite popular with all the Geeks and Nerds in two different schools and had a diner date every weekend plus cash. I had steadily been raising my CASH price for a BJ but kept the handjob price stable.

So this Geek old geezer , he was about 50 , put the moves on me. I was really reluctant. I had managed to keep my sexual activities with boys to a minimum. I knew if I agreed to see this father it would be vaginal penetration. After contemplating this I refused. He said , "Okay I am reporting you to the school authorities." So I agreed to have sex with him in a private secluded place , and not to be seen with him in public. He didn't hesitate , and agreed in a New York second. I also told him that the price would be set and not negotiable , he said he wanted something special , this made me nervous but I felt backed into a corner , so I agreed.

We met at his office around 8:00 pm on a Friday night. He told me to wear a sexy mini skirt , tight top , and no bra.
Once in his office he wasted no time discussing what he wanted. He wanted to do anal with me. I had never done that before. I said , "no"
But he pushed the issue , and said , "Have you ever done this before ?"
Stuttering , again I said , "No!"
"Wow" , he said and smiled.
Then before I could utter a word , he said , "I'll give you five hundred dollars."
Before my brain could engage my mouth properly , I sputtered out , 'Hell why not!"
I then immediately followed up with - "But you have to use a condom."
He agreed and said , "But I had to call him Daddy."
Well now my mind is running amok with thoughts of crazy shit like this guy is a pedophile and he will hurt me.
He saw the reluctance in my face , and quickly got out five new 100 dollar bills and handed to me.
He also got out a tube of KY Jelly and a ribbed condom.
He bent me over his desk , moved my panties to one said , and slipped his hard penis gently into my poop hole. It hurt , and he said , "Be a good girl for Daddy and relax."
I replied , "Yes Daddy."
He wasn't in my virgin anus very long before I felt him explode inside the condom.
I figured he was done , but no way. He started shoving it in deeper and harder. He crabbed my hair and said , "Now you're Daddy's little girl."
I yelled out , "Daddy you are hurting me, please stop!"
He just kept pounding me the more I squirmed the more he liked it.
Then I felt him go limp and it slipped out.
He pushed my panties back into position and said , girl your were great , you can make a lot of money doing men instead of boys.
I was crying from both it hurting and embarrassment with being with this perverted old guy.
He said , "Next Friday little girl , same time same place?"
Caching - I said , 'Oh yes Daddy , I am looking forward to it."
"Okay but wear something different" , he uttered.
"Yes Daddy , Yes , you are the boss."
Then I picked up my purse and got the heel out of there , the whole time thinking to myself - 'Girl , what's wrong with your brain?'

Next posting , shopping for expensive clothes.

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