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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 expose about my life and myself will surprise some and may even alienate others who might have been my fans. I make definitely no apologies for my life, way of life or my actions in life to date.
I will discuss the words prostitute and prostitution and clear that away as rapidly as possible. It ought to arrange the chaff from the corn, and those who do not wish to read any further may leave the space now.
For those of you who are still interested well ... Prostitutes or hookers originate from various backgrounds, some do it to feed a drug habit ... others due to the fact that they have a need for money, and the list continues. The background of the lady or perhaps the man is various and varied. Some with bad education or a poor family. Some are extremely well educated and come from more affluent homes ... all I'm stating exists is no one mould that makes a woman of the street ... it is said to be the worlds oldest profession. I originated from a good family and was given a personal education.
Let me offer you a little insight into that background, my family and myself. I'm sure you will see I had no real reason to be drawn towards the profession. Due to the fact that I thought it would be fun, I did it. I was a full-bodied really na´ve teenager, full of raving hormonal agents, who understood she liked sex and who only wanted to head out and have a good time and live wild, sex and enjoyable were the main criteria. Being logical and practical wasn't part of me at the time, plus having a pal like Linda didn't help, but rather encouraged me to be even wilder. I had a good family. Dad a sea captain, who was away most of the time, visiting distant countries. Mother was an starlet; appeared on stage in repertory theatres and showed some well-known actors ... I need to state she was great at it. One sis Sara, looked very alike physically and there was no mistaking we were sisters, long blond hair and eyes of blue ( like the song) however that was as far as it went. She was the practical academic one, constantly knew what she desired in life, studied, went to university and became a lawyer ... took after papa ( academic that is) ... she is five years older.
Me well I guess I took after mother. I liked men and I liked sex, so did mom, some of her leading men shared her bed when papa was away ... mind there was nothing to say dad wasn't doing the exact same thing ... you know sailors and their track record, plus he was excellent looking. When checking out father's ships or taking brief sea voyages ... might write a whole chapter on that alone, I was extremely familiar with sailors and ships . So here was a young most willing charged up female teen-ager all set, getting ready to go. Who is presented to Peter Chang, who simply happens to be looking for girls who are most prepared, charged up and prepared to go ... what a potent recipe. Most of the narrates are from my memory of the time and from my journals and photo's, even some leftover leaflets from my escort days and pictures of ships that we went to that I have actually kept. They revive a lot of memories. Mind with the money he made from prostitution and other nefarious involvements he might manage it. That and the brand new Mercedes he constantly drove. At the time I was too young and too na´ve to understand all that at the time. I was developing very perfectly and I understood it. I liked the concept that I could utilize and control males with the swing of my hips and the size of my breasts. My friend Linda and I would deliberately wear the fastest of skirts and briefest of tops, walk the shopping malls and pathways understanding that the men, young and old hand their eyes securely fixed on our ass's.
A few of our more practical good friends informed us that we were trying to find difficulty and heading for a failure ... however what did they know, they, after all, were jealous of our properties and at that age, I understood everything and might take care of my self. (So I thought). I was just the sort of lady that Peter Chang was trying to find, the raw product that he could manipulate and mould and might utilize in his organization ... the prostitution service. He was a talented, soft-spoken, really convincing and well-read man. He made business noise so easy and interesting , even discussing the ethical concerns of prostitution gradually convincing 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 house in addition to my friend Linda, both of them attempting to encourage and encourage me to put those properties to great use. Linda had been a woman of the street in Peter's employ for just on a year now. You may say she was following in her sis's footsteps, who had been a hooker for at least 5 years. I delighted both was and frightened at the exact same time ... they made it sound so basic, so simple. Well yes, it was, although I did get the most generous amounts of pocket cash from my parents.
You could be totally independent of them Lisa ... your own money. And anyway Lisa it's just for a week whilst Jennifer is away sick ... I can't offer you her spot any longer, as quickly as she returns you'll need to go ... however if I can find you some alternative area I'll do my best for you Peter was using the old reverse psychology. When you can't have something, that's when you want it more. Again I was too young and too na´ve to understand this is what he was doing to me today, as I grew older I ended up being much smarter to the tricks of the trade ... specifically pimps. What Peter was providing was a piece of pavement in the red light district where I might ply for trade. All I had to do was stand there, strut, present provocatively and wait to be approached by the guy or people plural. They would either troll past in their automobile (Kerb crawling) or walk up to me on foot. If they were looking for a excellent time and see what the response was, I would ask. From then on it was just a matter of seeing where it lead. If they said yes and asked how much? I would tell them and I was not to negotiate any of the costs. I believe it went something like $10 a hand job, $20 a blowjob and $50 a fuck. This is what they were trying to persuade me to do. Oh, It would not be the very first time I 'd done it for money or presents, I 'd done it several times with Linda, mostly older guys, however this would be my first full-time effort and in full view of the general public. The preconception of woman of the street didn't stress me. At the time I saw this as a big game, just a little fun. I actually wasn't seeing the bigger photo and the repercussions. Linda guaranteed me that it would be ok, after all, she 'd been doing it for simply a year and had very couple of problems to date and take a look at Sally, her sibling, she had actually been on the game for over 5 years. I did so want to say yes, but nerves were making me reluctant. We've all had those moments. Do I?' Should I? Oh I so much desire to.
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