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I have 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 stun some and may even push away others who may have been my fans. I make definitely no apologies for my life, way of life or my actions in life to date. I will point out the words woman of the street and prostitution and clear that away as quickly as possible. It should 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 lots of different backgrounds, some do it to feed a drug routine ... others due to the fact that they have a need for money, and the list goes on and on. Some are extremely well informed and come from more upscale homes ... all I'm saying is there is no one mould that makes a woman of the street ... it is said to be the worlds oldest occupation.

I was a full-bodied extremely na´ve teen, full of raging hormonal agents, who understood she liked sex and who just desired to go out and have fun and live wild, sex and enjoyable were the main requirements. Being sensible and reasonable wasn't part of me at the time, plus having a pal like Linda didn't help, but rather motivated me to be even wilder. I had a good family. Daddy a sea captain, who was away most of the time, checking out distant nations. Mom was an starlet; appeared on stage in repertory theatres and acted with some popular stars ... I should say she was very good at it. One sister Sara, looked extremely alike physically and there was no mistaking we were sisters, long blond hair and eyes of blue ( like the song) but that was as far as it went. She was the practical academic one, always knew what she desired in life, studied, went to university and ended up being a legal representative ... took after daddy ( academic that is) ... she is five years older.

Me well I guess I took after mother. I liked males and I liked sex, so did mother, a few of her leading men shared her bed when papa was away ... mind there was absolutely nothing to say father wasn't doing the very same thing ... you understand sailors and their reputation, plus he was great looking. I was extremely knowledgeable about ships and sailors when visiting papa's ships or taking short sea voyages ... could write a whole chapter on that alone. So here was a young most prepared charged up female teen-ager prepared, getting ready to go. Who is presented to Peter Chang, who just happens to be looking for young girls who are most prepared, charged up and prepared to go ... what a powerful recipe. Most of the chronicles are from my memory of the time and from my diaries and picture's, even some leftover flyers from my escort days and images of ships that we visited 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 afford it. At the time I was too na´ve and too young to understand all that at the time. My best friend Linda and I would deliberately dress in the shortest of skirts and briefest of tops, walk around the walkways and shopping centers knowing that the guys, old and young hand their eyes strongly repaired on our ass's.

Some of our more reasonable good friends informed us that we were trying to find difficulty and heading for a downfall ... however what did they know, they, after all, were jealous of our possessions and at that age, I knew everything and could take care of my self. (So I thought). I was just the sort of woman that Peter Chang was trying to find, the raw product that he might manipulate and mould and could utilize in his business ... the prostitution company. He was a talented, soft-spoken, very convincing and well-educated man. He made business sound interesting and so easy , even going over the moral problems of prostitution gradually convincing 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 in addition to my friend Linda, both of them trying to convince and convince me to put those properties to great use. Linda had been a prostitute in Peter's utilize for just on a year now. You may state she was following in her sibling's steps, who had actually been a hooker for a minimum of 5 years. I delighted both was and scared at the exact same time ... they made it sound so simple, so simple. Well yes, it was, although I did get the most generous quantities of pocket cash from my parents.

You could be totally independent of them Lisa ... your own money. And anyhow Lisa it's only for a week whilst Jennifer is away sick ... I can't provide you her area any longer, as soon as she returns you'll have to go ... however if I can discover you some alternative location I'll do my finest for you Peter was using the old reverse psychology. When you can't have something, that's when you want it more. Once again I was too young and too na´ve to recognize this is what he was doing to me today, as I grew older I ended up being much better to the techniques of the trade ... specifically pimps. What Peter was using was a piece of pavement in the red light district where I could ply for trade. All I needed to do was stand there, strut, posture provocatively and wait to be approached by the man or guys plural. They would either troll past in their automobile (Kerb crawling) or walk up to me on foot. I would ask if they were looking for a good time and see what the answer was. From then on it was simply 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 think 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 wouldn't be the very first time I 'd done it for cash or presents, I 'd done it quite a few times with Linda, mostly older males, but this would be my first full-time attempt and in full view of the general public. The preconception of prostitute didn't stress me. At the time I saw this as a big video game, just a little enjoyable. I really wasn't seeing the larger photo and the effects. Linda guaranteed me that it would be ok, after all, she had actually been doing it for just a year and had really few issues to date and look at Sally, her sister, she had actually been on the game for over 5 years. I did so wish to say yes, however nerves were making me reluctant. We've all had those minutes. Do I?' Should I? Oh I so much desire to.

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