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I have actually utilized 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 push away 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 mention the words woman of the street and prostitution and clear that away as rapidly as possible. It should sort the chaff from the corn, and those who do not want to read any further may 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 habit ... others due to the fact that they have a requirement for money, and the list goes on and on. The background of the lady or perhaps the man is various and varied. Some with poor education or a poor household. Some are extremely well informed and originated from more wealthy houses ... all I'm saying is there is nobody mould that makes a prostitute ... it is said to be the worlds earliest profession. I came from a good family and was offered a personal education.
I was a full-bodied very na´ve teen, full of raving hormones, who realized she liked sex and who only wanted to go out and have enjoyable and live wild, sex and enjoyable were the primary criteria. Being sensible and logical wasn't part of me at the time, plus having a good friend like Linda didn't assist, but rather encouraged me to be even wilder. I had a good family. Daddy a sea captain, who was away most of the time, visiting distant nations. Mother was an actress; appeared on stage in repertory theatres and acted with some popular stars ... I should say she was excellent at it. One sister Sara, looked extremely 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 reasonable studious one, always understood what she wanted in life, studied, went to university and became a legal representative ... took after dad ( academic that is) ... she is 5 years older.
Me well I guess I took after mom. I liked males and I liked sex, so did mom, a few of her leading men shared her bed when daddy was away ... mind there was nothing to say father wasn't doing the very same thing ... you know sailors and their track record, plus he was excellent looking. When going to dad's ships or taking brief sea voyages ... might compose a entire chapter on that alone, I was extremely familiar with sailors and ships . Here was a young most ready charged up female teen-ager all set, getting ready to go. Who is introduced to Peter Chang, who just happens to be trying to find girls who are most prepared, charged up and prepared to go ... what a potent dish. Most of the chronicles are from my memory of the time and from my journals and photo's, even some remaining flyers from my escort days and images of ships that we went to that I have actually kept. They bring back a great deal of memories. Mind with the money he made from prostitution and other wicked involvements he might manage it. At the time I was too young and too na´ve to understand all that at the time. My best buddy Linda and I would deliberately dress in the quickest of skirts and briefest of tops, stroll around the shopping centers and walkways knowing that the guys, young and old hand their eyes firmly repaired on our ass's.
Some of our more sensible pals told us that we were looking for trouble and heading for a downfall ... but what did they know, they, after all, were jealous of our possessions and at that age, I understood everything and could look after my self. (So I thought). I was just the sort of lady that Peter Chang was looking for, the raw material that he might manipulate and mould and could use in his service ... the prostitution service. He was a gifted, soft-spoken, well-educated and very persuasive man. He made business noise so simple and amazing , even talking about the moral concerns of prostitution slowly encouraging me it was the best thing to do and being young and impressionable I fell right in. Now I was here in Peter Chang's home together with my friend Linda, both of them trying to persuade and persuade me to put those assets to great use. Linda had been a woman of the street in Peter's employ for simply on a year now. You may say she was following in her sis's footsteps, who had actually been a hooker for at least five years. I was both delighted and terrified at the same time ... they made it sound so basic, so simple. Did I like having sex? Yes, I did ... very much so. Was having cash to invest in clothing and other personal glamorous items important to me? Well yes, it was, although I did get the most generous quantities of pocket money from my parents.
You could be totally independent of them Lisa ... your own cash. And anyhow Lisa it's only for a week whilst Jennifer is away ill ... I can't offer you her spot any longer, as soon as she returns you'll have to go ... but 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 desire it more. Once again I was too na´ve and too young to recognize this is what he was doing to me today, as I aged I became much better to the tricks of the trade ... particularly pimps. What Peter was offering was a piece of pavement in the red light district where I could ply for trade. All I had to do was stand there, strut, present provocatively and wait to be approached by the person or people plural. They would either troll past in their cars and truck (Kerb crawling) or walk up to me on foot. I would ask if they were searching for a good 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 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 convince me to do. Oh, It wouldn't be the first time I 'd done it for cash or gifts, I 'd done it many times with Linda, mainly older guys, but this would be my very first full-time effort and completely view of the general public. The preconception of prostitute didn't stress me. At the time I saw this as a big game, just a bit of fun. I really wasn't seeing the larger image and the effects. Linda assured me that it would be ok, after all, she 'd been doing it for just a year and had extremely few problems to date and look at Sally, her sibling, she had actually been on the game for over five years. I did so want to say yes, but nerves were making me reluctant. We've all had those minutes. Do I?' Should I? Oh I so much want to.
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