Guys that paid for sex seemed to be smaller and smaller every day, and I mean in package size. As time progressed I had to fake it more and more and that required more and more pills. Daddy didn't mind though, I made him enough money to supply it and leave him with lots of extra.
I was walking back to the house feeling sticky. I had counted my money 5 times before putting it securely in my pocket. When I got home James wasn't there. I put the money in a rubber band and in my dresser drawer before getting into the shower.
Candy wasn't home, she was still working. Knowing her she'd be home in a few hours, she loved working way more than me. We were very different even though we were so close. She loved sex more than me and loved getting paid for it. For me sex with all these random guys was okay, but what I really wanted was to keep daddy happy. This kept him happy.
When I got out the shower I dressed in a small t-shirt and a pair of booty shorts. I heard daddy's voice downstairs and grabbed the money. I ran down the stairs and he was there talking to a cop. I froze in shock, but the cop had already seen me.
"That's her right there" the cop said. "That's Isabella Swan"
"Who's Isabella?" I asked in confusion, trying to get him to leave.
"You know that you are her"
"My name is Sharron Baker" I said making my face serious. "Who is Isabella?"
"She's a girl that looks just like you" the cop answered with a confused expression. "What are you doing here?"
"I was" I hesitated for a second trying to think what other girls my age did. "Well me and my best friend Samantha were having a sleep over and she just got in the shower so I came down for something to eat." I said with a shrug.
The money was hidden in my clenched fists.
"Well, I'm sorry to bother you guys, if you see any sign of a girl that looks like you please call it in, she's missing"
"Okay sir, have a safe day" I said, batting my eye lashes innocently.
The cop nodded and turned, James closed the door. After a few seconds he turned to me and smile. He came up and planted a wet kiss on my lips.
"That was perfect" He said. "When did you get in?"
"Only a little while ago" I handed over the money.
He counted it and smiled approvingly. "This is more than you usually bring in, good job"
I practically glowed, glad that I made him happy.
More days passed and I found myself doing things new and being introduced to more drugs. Soon a month had passed. One day after doing 4 guys at once I was feeling down, I needed more uppers. I went home and got in the shower after popping 4 pills and giving daddy the money.
Suddenly the house was filled with the sounds of sirens. I panicked as there was banging downstairs and gun shots. I ran out the shower and down. When I got to the first floor there was a gun on the floor by James. Three cops had guns aimed at him. He was lying in a pool of blood unmoving.
I screamed to the top of my lungs.