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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 might even alienate 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 prostitute and prostitution and clear that away as quickly as possible. It ought to sort the chaff from the corn, and those who do not want to check out any further may leave the room now.
For those of you who are still interested well ... Prostitutes or hookers come from numerous 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 really 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 stated to be the worlds oldest profession.
Let me provide you a little insight into that background, my family and myself. I'm sure you will see I had no real factor to be drawn towards the profession. Due to the fact that I thought it would be enjoyable, I did it. I was a full-bodied really na´ve teen, loaded with raving hormonal agents, who recognized she liked sex and who just wanted to go out and have fun and live wild, sex and fun were the main criteria. Being practical and sensible wasn't part of me at the time, plus having a good friend like Linda didn't assist, however rather motivated me to be even wilder. I had a good family. Father a sea captain, who was away most of the time, checking out far nations. Mother was an starlet; appeared on stage in repertory theatres and acted with some well-known actors ... I must say she was very good at it. One sis Sara, looked very alike physically and there was no mistaking we were siblings, long blond hair and eyes of blue (same as the tune) however that was as far as it went. She was the reasonable academic one, constantly knew what she wanted in life, studied, went to university and became a attorney ... took after dad ( academic that is) ... she is 5 years older.
Me well I think I took after mother. I liked guys and I liked sex, so did mom, some of her leading men shared her bed when papa was away ... mind there was nothing to state father wasn't doing the very same thing ... you know sailors and their track record, plus he was good looking. When going to papa's ships or taking brief sea trips ... could compose a whole chapter on that alone, I was really familiar with ships and sailors . Here was a young most ready charged up female teen-ager prepared, getting ready to go. Who is presented to Peter Chang, who simply happens to be searching for girls who are most willing, charged up and all set 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 flyers from my escort days and images of ships that we visited that I have actually kept. They restore a great deal of memories. Mind with the money he made from prostitution and other dubious involvements he might afford it. At the time I was too na´ve and too young to understand all that at the time. My finest buddy Linda and I would deliberately dress in the quickest of skirts and briefest of tops, stroll around the walkways and malls knowing that the men, young and old hand their eyes firmly repaired on our ass's.
A few of our more practical friends informed us that we were looking for problem and heading for a failure ... but what did they understand, they, after all, were jealous of our properties and at that age, I knew everything and could 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 could control and mould and could use in his service ... the prostitution business. He was a talented, soft-spoken, really persuasive and well-read man. He made business sound interesting and so simple , even going over 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 apartment in addition to my friend Linda, both of them trying to persuade and persuade me to put those properties to good usage. Linda had been a woman of the street in Peter's employ for just on a year now. You might state she was following in her sibling's steps, who had been a hooker for a minimum of 5 years. I delighted both was and terrified at the same time ... they made it sound so basic, so easy. Did I like having sex? Yes, I did ... quite so. Was having cash to invest in clothes and other individual luxurious products crucial to me? Well yes, it was, although I did receive the most generous amounts of spending money from my parents.
You could be entirely independent of them Lisa ... your own money. And anyhow Lisa it's just for a week whilst Jennifer is away ill ... I can't use you her spot any longer, as quickly as she returns you'll have to go ... however if I can discover you some alternative area 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. Again I was too young and too na´ve to recognize this is what he was doing to me right now, as I grew older I ended up being 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 approach me on foot. I would ask if they were looking for a good time and see what the response was. After that 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 work out any of the prices. I believe it went something like $10 a hand task, $20 a blowjob and $50 a fuck. This is what they were attempting to persuade me to do. Oh, It would not be the very first time I 'd done it for cash or gifts, I 'd done it quite a few times with Linda, mainly older males, but this would be my first full-time attempt and completely view of the general public. The preconception of woman of the street didn't stress me. At the time I saw this as a huge game, just a little bit of enjoyable. I actually wasn't seeing the bigger photo and the effects. Linda ensured me that it would be ok, after all, she 'd been doing it for simply a year and had very few issues 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, however nerves were making me hesitant. We've all had those moments. Do I?' Should I? Oh I so much want to.
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