7. RELIABLE CUSTOMER - Summer 2015 I saw her off and on over the next few months. I designed a test, to see how unpleasant it was for her to have sex with me. I said "I will pay you $300 each time, to have sex with me on Wednesday and Thursday, for a total of $600. Or we can meet just once on Wednesday, for $500." She chose twice for $600. So she was willing to have sex with me an extra time for just $100. I came up with another test in November when she needed rent and deposit money. I offered to pull out three times for $400 each, or cum in her twice for $600 each, $1200 total either way. She chose cum inside twice. I fucked her the first of two for $300 each at the Arrow Motel on OBT in Orlando. Her hair was kinky from just being taken out of a braid. I told her you are the most awesome looking girl I have ever seen. She said she didn't believe me and she knew it wasn’t true. She was a little suspicious of why I would lie to her and what my motive was. But on the other hand she was having a hard time figuring out why else I would drive the whole way to Orlando to fuck her if I didn't believe what I was saying. I was doing contract work in Melbourne, but I guess she thought I drove the whole way from Miami that day. She needed the money to buy movie tickets, and had to leave in time for the movie. Someone wanted to see the late showing of "Furious 7." Who are you buying the tickets for? I would drive to Orlando sometimes, and at some point I started that job in Melbourne. It was my hope that by sending her money in Orlando, or driving there to have sex with her, she would learn to be dependent on me, and stop coming down to Miami. I figured once she had a regular source of money she could count on, she would no longer feel the need to meet strangers. It would give her the freedom to find something else to do with her life. Even if she just watched TV all day, it would be better than what she was doing. I had been trying since the first week I met her, to separate the money from the sex. I had gotten to where I could give her $200 for nothing, but then she would say she was coming to see me for the remaining $300. Even if I gave her $500 for nothing, she would still say she was coming to see me for another $300. Which was fine, because I wanted the time with her. And I still could not get her to do any activity but sex. On one trip to Orlando, I met up with her and got a little dose of reality. She was working at Dancers Royale. She said "You should come visit me at Dancers. We have girls you would like, really young ones." Of course Mandi assumed I was eager to pay for sex with young girls. She had been a part of that market for underage girls, and assumed I was a part of it also. She texted me a picture of herself with two other naked girls at her house, all three with tiny boobs. They looked like her same age or younger. They thought they were about to ring the register. But I told Mandi "I don’t want to have sex with other girls, because... I kind of love you." Mandi assumed I was one of the lowest outcasts in our society, a person who pays for sex with underage girls. And every time we met, she smiled so big it looked like her face would break. I was having trouble finding a motel in Orlando that would let my dogs stay. I told Mandi I might have to stay in a hotel the whole way in Clermont. What a coincidence, she she told me she found out that day she might be moving to Clermont. Clermont is a cheap rural area west of Orlando, along state road 27. There are some sleazy motels there where a tourist from Disney can meet a hooker, if he is willing to drive a little. It made no sense there would be any reason for her to move there. Her or anyone else. Then I saw there was a newspaper article that day, about arrests in an underage prostitution ring. It said somewhere that men were paying $2000 or $4000 to have sex with teenage girls in Clermont. One story read "Investigators said the men all traveled to a home in Clermont with the hopes of having sex with a child." After reading those articles, most people would run the other direction, or be embarrassed to live in Clermont. But after those stories came out, Mandi was moving there. Mandi was not a reader of newspapers at that time, I guess her pimp read about Clermont, the land of plenty. Does Mandi think it is cool to be involved in some secret criminal thing? I texted her a news story about an armed robbery at Publix. A robber shot an armored truck driver and ran off with like $25k. I told her "Look at this: Broke I-20