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I have used my own life's experiences and woven them into the material of my stories. I have no doubts, that what I am going to reveal about my life and myself will stun some and may even push away others who might have been my fans. I make absolutely no apologies for my life, lifestyle or my actions in life to date.
I will discuss the words prostitute and prostitution and clear that away as rapidly as possible. It needs to sort the chaff from the corn, and those who do not want to read any further might leave the space now.
For those of you who are still interested well ... Hookers or prostitutes come from many different backgrounds, some do it to feed a drug routine ... others due to the fact that they have a requirement for money, and the list goes on and on. Some are really well informed and come from more upscale houses ... all I'm saying is there is no one mould that makes a prostitute ... it is stated to be the worlds earliest occupation.
I was a full-bodied extremely na´ve teen, complete of raving hormones, who understood she liked sex and who only wanted to go out and have fun and live wild, sex and enjoyable were the primary requirements. Being practical and sensible wasn't part of me at the time, plus having a good friend like Linda didn't assist, however rather encouraged me to be even wilder. I had a good family. Daddy a sea captain, who was away most of the time, going to far countries. Mother was an actress; appeared on stage in repertory theatres and showed some widely known stars ... I must say she was great at it. One sis Sara, looked really alike physically and there was no mistaking we were sis, long blond hair and eyes of blue ( like the tune) however that was as far as it went. She was the reasonable studious one, constantly understood what she wanted in life, studied, went to university and ended up being a lawyer ... took after daddy ( academic that is) ... she is five years older.
Me well I think I took after mom. I liked guys and I liked sex, so did mother, some of her leading men shared her bed when daddy was away ... mind there was nothing to state father wasn't doing the exact same thing ... you know sailors and their reputation, plus he was great looking. When checking out father's ships or taking short sea trips ... might write a whole chapter on that alone, I was very familiar with ships and sailors . So here was a young most willing charged up female teen-ager prepared, getting ready to go. Who is presented to Peter Chang, who simply occurs to be searching for girls who are most ready, charged up and ready to go ... what a powerful recipe. The majority of the chronicles are from my memory of the time and from my diaries and photo's, even some remaining leaflets from my escort days and pictures of ships that we checked out that I have actually kept. They revive a lot of memories. Mind with the money he made from prostitution and other nefarious involvements he could afford it. That and the brand new Mercedes he always drove. At the time I was too young and too na´ve to understand all that at the time. I was developing very nicely and I understood it. I liked the concept that I could use and manipulate guys with the swing of my hips and the size of my breasts. My friend Linda and I would deliberately wear the shortest of skirts and briefest of tops, walk around the malls and sidewalks knowing that the men, young and old hand their eyes securely fixed on our ass's.
Some of our more sensible pals informed us that we were trying to find problem and heading for a failure ... however what did they understand, they, after all, were jealous of our possessions and at that age, I knew all of it and might look after my self. (So I believed). I was simply the sort of woman that Peter Chang was looking for, the raw product that he might mould and control and might utilize in his organization ... the prostitution company. He was a gifted, soft-spoken, well-read and very convincing male. He made the business noise exciting and so simple , even discussing the ethical issues of prostitution gradually encouraging me it was the ideal thing to do and being young and impressionable I fell right in. Now I was here in Peter Chang's apartment in addition to my friend Linda, both of them attempting to encourage and convince me to put those properties to good use. Linda had been a prostitute in Peter's employ for just on a year now. You may state she was following in her sibling's steps, who had actually been a hooker for at least 5 years. I thrilled both was and frightened at the same time ... they made it sound so simple, so simple. Did I like having sex? Yes, I did ... very much so. Was having cash to spend on clothes and other individual luxurious products essential to me? Well yes, it was, although I did receive the most generous quantities of spending money from my parents.
You could be completely independent of them Lisa ... your own money. And anyhow Lisa it's only for a week whilst Jennifer is away ill ... I can't provide you her spot any longer, as quickly as she returns you'll have to go ... however if I can discover you some alternative location I'll do my best for you Peter was using the old reverse psychology. When you can't have something, that's when you desire it more. Again I was too young and too na´ve to recognize this is what he was doing to me today, as I aged I became much better to the techniques of the trade ... specifically pimps. What Peter was providing was a piece of pavement at a loss light district where I could ply for trade. All I needed to do was stand there, strut, position provocatively and wait to be approached by the guy or men plural. They would either troll past in their automobile (Kerb crawling) or walk up to me on foot. If they were looking for a great time and see what the response was, I would ask. From then on it was simply a matter of seeing where it lead. If they said yes and asked just how much? I would tell them and I was not to negotiate any of the prices. I believe it went something like $10 a hand job, $20 a blowjob and $50 a fuck. This is what they were attempting to persuade me to do. Oh, It would not be the first time I 'd done it for cash or gifts, I 'd done it numerous times with Linda, mainly older males, but this would be my very first full-time attempt and completely view of the public. The preconception of woman of the street didn't worry me. At the time I saw this as a huge game, simply a bit of fun. I actually wasn't seeing the bigger photo and the repercussions. Linda guaranteed me that it would be ok, after all, she had actually been doing it for simply a year and had very couple of problems to date and take a look at Sally, her sis, she had actually been on the game for over five years. I did so wish to say yes, but nerves were making me hesitant. We've all had those minutes. Do I?' Should I? Oh I a lot wish to however.
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