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I have utilized my own life's experiences and woven them into the fabric of my stories. I have no doubts, that what I am going to reveal about my life and myself will shock 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 point out the words woman of the street and prostitution and clear that away as quickly as possible. It must arrange the chaff from the corn, and those who do not want to read any even more may leave the space now.
For those of you who are still interested well ... Prostitutes or hookers come from many various backgrounds, some do it to feed a drug habit ... others since they have a need for cash, and the list goes on and on. Some are very well educated and come from more wealthy 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 earliest profession.
I was a full-bodied really na´ve teen, complete of raving hormonal agents, who realized she liked sex and who just desired to go out and have enjoyable and live wild, sex and enjoyable were the primary requirements. Being sensible and sensible wasn't part of me at the time, plus having a pal like Linda didn't assist, 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 far countries. Mother was an starlet; appeared on stage in repertory theatres and acted with some popular actors ... I must state she was excellent at it. One sis Sara, looked extremely 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 studious one, constantly knew what she desired in life, studied, went to university and ended up being a legal representative ... took after father (studious that is) ... she is five years older.
Me well I guess I took after mom. 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 absolutely nothing to say dad wasn't doing the very same thing ... you understand sailors and their credibility, plus he was great looking. I was very knowledgeable about sailors and ships when checking out father's ships or taking short sea voyages ... could write a whole chapter on that alone. Here was a young most prepared charged up female teen-ager prepared, raring to go. Who is presented to Peter Chang, who just happens to be searching for girls who are most ready, charged up and prepared to go ... what a powerful recipe. The majority of the narrates are from my memory of the time and from my journals and photo's, even some leftover flyers from my escort days and photos of ships that we checked out that I have actually kept. They restore a lot of memories. Mind with the cash he made from prostitution and other dubious participations he might manage it. That and the brand new Mercedes he always drove. At the time I was too young and too na´ve to know all that at the time. I was establishing really well and I knew it. I liked the concept that I could utilize and manipulate guys with the swing of my hips and the size of my breasts. My friend Linda and I would intentionally dress in the shortest of skirts and briefest of tops, walk the malls and walkways knowing that the men, old and young hand their eyes strongly fixed on our ass's.
Some of our more sensible buddies informed us that we were searching for difficulty and heading for a downfall ... but what did they know, they, after all, were jealous of our properties and at that age, I understood everything and could take care of my self. (So I thought). I was simply the sort of woman that Peter Chang was looking for, the raw material that he might mould and control and could use in his company ... the prostitution organization. He was a gifted, soft-spoken, well-read and extremely convincing guy. He made the business sound exciting and so easy , even talking about 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 convince and persuade me to put those possessions to great usage. Linda had actually been a prostitute in Peter's utilize for just on a year now. You might state she was following in her sister's footsteps, who had actually been a hooker for a minimum of five years. I thrilled both was and frightened at the same time ... they made it sound so easy, so simple. Did I like making love? Yes, I did ... quite so. Was having money to spend on clothes and other individual luxurious products crucial to me? Well yes, it was, although I did receive the most generous amounts of pocket money from my moms and dads.
You could be entirely independent of them Lisa ... your own money. And anyway Lisa it's only for a week whilst Jennifer is away ill ... I can't provide you her area any longer, as quickly as she returns you'll have 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 na´ve and too young to understand 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 ... particularly pimps. What Peter was offering 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, present provocatively and wait to be approached by the guy or men plural. They would either troll past in their car (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 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 negotiate 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 trying to convince me to do. Oh, It would not be the first time I 'd done it for money or gifts, I 'd done it quite a few times with Linda, mostly older men, however this would be my very first full-time effort and in full view of the public. The stigma of prostitute didn't stress me. At the time I saw this as a huge video game, simply a little bit of fun. I actually wasn't seeing the bigger photo and the repercussions. Linda guaranteed me that it would be ok, after all, she had actually 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 5 years. I did so want to say yes, however nerves were making me reluctant. We've all had those minutes. Do I?' Should I? Oh I so much wish to but.
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