• Fifteen year old hooker, yet I’m normal

    I'm still rerunning it though my mind, what happened that night. the anger in his eyes seem to remind me of when I started this business a 15 year old hooker, doesn't sound good does it? None of my friends didn't really understand; even now when they ask how come you joined the streets? I'll tell you why my dad is to blame he wouldn't know it, no of course he wouldn't it really all started just after my mum died, I was 10 or maybe 11 my dad was always going out and disapproved of leaving me in on my own so every Monday and Friday I used to spend it with uncle Joe. He wasn't rely my uncle it's just I was told he was because I could trust "trust" this man, Ha if that's trust I would hate to meet betrayal. your probably getting where I'm coming from now, or just thinking I'm a nutter, yeah that's it alright I'm a nutter thanks to uncle Joe.

    The first time we were having a laugh on the sofa like kids do when there young he was 34 or not far off at this moment in time. He had asked what I thought of him and when ever someone asked me that I always said what I thought they would like to hear, "your a grate guy, attractive, fun to be with and super to talk to!" he just laugh and I asked what he thought of me it was only fair, my reply took me at shock I will never forget those words they filled my head all night and in the morning after I had woken up, "you're a sexy well developed young lady and understanding and well I love you" I sat there giggling away in my flimsy night dress. Then it was time for my bed Joe walked me up and sat on the end of my bed for a while just talking, until he said it was a bit cold and got in with me I could see the excitement in his eyes, like a little boy when they have their first kiss.

    I hadn't gotten over my mother yet so I had tears in my eye maybe that was what made it happen, he said everything was OK, and he was there for me when my dad wasn't and I should know I'm loved very much this made me a faint happy sensation in my chest. I reached out and hugged him tightly like any family do feeling save and loved. He slowly slid his hands over my untouched body; he reached the bottom of my nightly going up inside it. I did wonder what he was doing. But he had just made me feel so happy maybe this would be something even better! We had learned a bit about sex in school but not enough to get me ready for that.

    His hands were so warm and gentle he smoothly slipped into my knickers. It felt so wrong but I wanted to know what it was he was doing. I just laid there letting him do it. My heart was beating so fast it felt like it would just stop altogether. his finger slipped inside me, I pulled back but a little child vs. a fully grown adult had no chance, he told me to stay still and not to tell any one or it would hurt more he played around like that for a bit, then came out and told me I was a good girl, I felt dirty and used but I still looked at uncle Joe as an uncle he then climbed on top of me playing with him self, I let out a sigh hoping it would stop! it didn't work no none of the times that worked it was the same every time and as it happened more and more while my dad was dating the more normal it became.

    It wasn't until me and my dad was driving to go meet Beth his girlfriend she was tacking me shopping I must have been about 13 then. I didn't see Uncle Joe that much but started seeing boy in my year and the one above and doing things with them to fulfil my new needs for sex. she was talking about how she hated going shopping with her mother, because she made her look like a hooker this was were I started I said I wasn't sure what one was or what they looked like. I was home schooled from high school my dad didn't want me falling for the lads, if he'd of known I might not have mattered it didn't any way I still met them.

    My friends never rely talked about sex mainly about who got off with who at this super cool party that I couldn't go to I was and still am to a point sheltered. Beth asked if she could talk about it on the way back, I guess she was a bit shy about that whole hooker thing. But I was over come with joy I found part of my mother in her voice. on the way back, in the car we went past this place on the corner of some dark ally and she pulled in, we got out walked across the road she held my arms by my sides and begged me not to tell my dad about this, I agreed, I have done my whole life what was the point in stopping now. we went in I was impressed there was women dancing around topless and they all had sexy underwear on and had frilly hair bobble type things around there leg most had money in but not all. One of the women was stoning and was grinding herself on this man who had a big grin on his face while enough lady was on her knees taking his belt off. It was all so freaky but in a good way, all I could think about was doing it myself.

    We went back to the car I asked how old you have to be to do that Beth looked at me with horror and said any age the younger the better its a sick and twisted business, someone around your age would be getting pain around £500 an hour. I want to do that I cry with joy expecting her to be proud of me. NO! She screamed, you don't want to do that, it is one of the lowest jobs you could ever do please tell me you will never do that despicable job. I did I told her what she wanted to hear, but it doesn't mean I never went back there though. I just had to tell dad and Beth I was going to the sports centre every couple of days or going to a friends. But I had started working there not just sitting there and watching like I did for the first few months I plucked up the courage to talk to one of the girls she took me to the madam a lovely lady in fact they all was, not one of them was anything like Beth said none did drug well some smoked and most drank but none did any heavy stuff it was against the house rules well any way the madam told this girl around my age to lend me some of her underwear and told me I didn't have to do anything I didn't want to.

    But the fact is I wanted to do it all the attention was a buzz for me still is. I didn't use protection for one thing I didn't dare ask the guy to use it and you got paid more it was about a year into the job I was 14 I think, and I had stopped my period's and was getting fatter at first I was OK with it but after a bit I went and told the madam and she came with me posing as my mother to a clinic and I get a pregnancy test it was positive, the madam told me straight I should get rid of it and if I didn't I couldn't carry on working but she offend me a place to live she started young and had gone though telling her mother and became homeless that's the reason she bought this place to house the homeless hookers she was like a mother to us all. I did as she asked she never asked much and got rid of the baby dad never new until I had to take a client home I new I shouldn't but dad was out for the night and I had had Harry the client before he was 76 and dad came home half was though and went mental I grabbed a few things and Harry gave me a lift to the brothel the madam gave me a key and took me to a room were two other girls was living it was fun we spent most night talking about clients we had during the day they was 17 and 19 so we got on well.

    I'm still a hooker and still living there with the same two room mates I had to have many abortions’s but after awhile madam told me to get on the pill so I did and that stopped but I could still have sex without a condom. Beth came in a year after to tell me her and my dad was moving to Spain handing me a letter with there address and a photo of my little brother Lewis he looked so cute but in the letter was a bit from my dad saying he could never love me as his again what I did cut him deep and that put me on a downer for a while but I soon missed the sex and got back to work. I did feel something was missing and wanted to start a family but I wanted to stay here so it would never work out my husband would cheat and any kids would be brought into the trade at a young age and I would hate for that, that is the only thing I would change the age I joined but I guess it doesn't matter I was hardly a virgin was I?