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I have used my own life's experiences and woven them into the fabric of my stories. I have no doubts, that what I am going to expose about my life and myself will stun some and may even alienate others who may have been my fans. I make absolutely no apologies for my life, lifestyle or my actions in life to date.
I will point out the words prostitute and prostitution and clear that away as quickly as possible. It must sort the chaff from the corn, and those who do not want to check out any further might leave the space now.
For those of you who are still interested well ... Hookers or prostitutes come from lots of different backgrounds, some do it to feed a drug habit ... others due to the fact that they have a need for cash, and the list goes on and on. Some are very well educated and come from more upscale homes ... all I'm stating is there is no one mould that makes a woman of the street ... it is said to be the worlds oldest profession.
I was a full-bodied extremely na´ve teen, complete of raving hormones, who recognized she liked sex and who only wanted to go out and have fun and live wild, sex and enjoyable were the primary requirements. Being rational and practical wasn't part of me at the time, plus having a buddy like Linda didn't help, but rather motivated me to be even wilder. I had a good family. Dad a sea captain, who was away the majority of the time, visiting far nations. Mother was an actress; appeared on stage in repertory theatres and acted with some well-known stars ... I must state she was excellent at it. One sibling Sara, looked really alike physically and there was no mistaking we were sis, long blond hair and eyes of blue (same as the tune) but that was as far as it went. She was the sensible academic one, constantly understood what she desired 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 mother. I liked males and I liked sex, so did mom, a few of her leading men shared her bed when papa was away ... mind there was nothing to state daddy wasn't doing the very same thing ... you understand sailors and their track record, plus he was good looking. When visiting papa's ships or taking short sea voyages ... could write a entire chapter on that alone, I was really familiar with ships and sailors . So here was a young most willing charged up female teen-ager ready, getting ready to go. Who is presented to Peter Chang, who simply occurs to be looking for girls who are most ready, charged up and ready to go ... what a potent recipe. The majority of the chronicles are from my memory of the time and from my diaries and picture's, even some remaining leaflets from my escort days and pictures of ships that we went to that I have kept. They bring back a lot of memories. Mind with the money he made from prostitution and other nefarious participations he might manage it. At the time I was too young and too na´ve to understand all that at the time. My best friend Linda and I would intentionally dress in the shortest of skirts and briefest of tops, stroll around the malls and walkways understanding that the guys, young and old hand their eyes strongly repaired on our ass's.
Some of our more reasonable good friends informed us that we were looking for problem and heading for a failure ... but what did they know, they, after all, were jealous of our possessions and at that age, I understood everything and might look after my self. (So I thought). I was simply the sort of lady that Peter Chang was searching for, the raw product that he could control and mould and could use in his organization ... the prostitution business. He was a talented, soft-spoken, well-educated and really convincing male. He made business sound so simple and interesting , even going over the moral problems of prostitution slowly persuading me it was the right thing to do and being young and impressionable I fell right in. Now I was here in Peter Chang's apartment together with my friend Linda, both of them trying to encourage and convince me to put those possessions to excellent usage. Linda had been a woman of the street in Peter's utilize for just on a year now. You might state she was following in her sister's footsteps, who had been a hooker for a minimum of 5 years. I thrilled both was and terrified at the same time ... they made it sound so simple, so easy. Did I like making love? Yes, I did ... very much so. Was having money to spend on clothing and other personal glamorous products crucial to me? Well yes, it was, although I did receive the most generous amounts of pocket money from my parents.
You could be totally independent of them Lisa ... your own cash. And anyway Lisa it's just for a week whilst Jennifer is away sick ... I can't offer you her area any longer, as quickly as she returns you'll have to go ... but if I can find you some alternative area I'll do my finest for you Peter was utilizing the old reverse psychology. When you can't have something, that's when you desire it more. Once again I was too na´ve and too young to recognize this is what he was doing to me right now, as I got older I ended up being much better to the techniques of the trade ... especially pimps. What Peter was using was a piece of pavement at a loss light district where I might ply for trade. All I needed to do was stand there, strut, position provocatively and wait to be approached by the guy or guys plural. They would either troll past in their cars and truck (Kerb crawling) or approach me on foot. I would ask if they were looking for a great time and see what the response was. 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 work out any of the rates. I think 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 presents, I 'd done it quite a few times with Linda, primarily older males, however this would be my first full-time effort and in full view of the public. The stigma of woman of the street didn't worry me. At the time I saw this as a big video game, simply a bit of enjoyable. I actually wasn't seeing the bigger picture and the effects. Linda guaranteed me that it would be okay, after all, she 'd been doing it for just a year and had very few problems to date and take a look at Sally, her sibling, she 'd been on the game for over 5 years. I did so want to say yes, but nerves were making me hesitant. We've all had those minutes. Do I?' Should I? Oh I so much desire to.
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