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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 reveal about my life and myself will stun some and may even push away 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 prostitute and prostitution and clear that away as quickly as possible. It must sort the chaff from the corn, and those who do not wish to read any even more may leave the room now.
For those of you who are still interested well ... Prostitutes or hookers come from several backgrounds, some do it to feed a drug habit ... others because they have a requirement for cash, and the list goes on and on. The background of the woman or perhaps the man is different and diverse. Some with bad education or a poor household. Some are very well educated and originated from more wealthy houses ... all I'm saying is there is no one mould that makes a prostitute ... it is stated to be the worlds earliest occupation. I came from a good family and was offered a private education.
I was a full-bodied extremely na´ve teen, complete of raving hormones, who realized she liked sex and who just desired to go out and have enjoyable and live wild, sex and fun were the primary requirements. Being rational and reasonable 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. 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 should say she was great at it. One sibling Sara, looked very alike physically and there was no mistaking we were siblings, long blonde hair and eyes of blue ( like the tune) but that was as far as it went. She was the practical academic one, constantly understood what she wanted in life, studied, went to university and became a lawyer ... took after papa ( academic that is) ... she is 5 years older.
Me well I think I took after mom. I liked guys and I liked sex, so did mother, some of her leading men shared her bed when dad was away ... mind there was nothing to state daddy wasn't doing the very same thing ... you know sailors and their reputation, plus he was good looking. I was very knowledgeable about ships and sailors when checking out papa's ships or taking short sea voyages ... might write a entire chapter on that alone. Here was a young most ready charged up female teen-ager prepared, raring to go. Who is introduced to Peter Chang, who just takes place to be looking for girls who are most willing, charged up and all set to go ... what a potent dish. The majority of the chronicles are from my memory of the time and from my journals and photo's, even some remaining leaflets from my escort days and pictures of ships that we checked out that I have actually kept. They revive a great deal of memories. Mind with the cash he made from prostitution and other dubious involvements 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 understand all that at the time. I was establishing extremely perfectly and I understood it. I liked the idea that I could utilize and control men with the swing of my hips and the size of my breasts. My friend Linda and I would deliberately wear the fastest of skirts and briefest of tops, walk around the shopping malls and walkways understanding that the men, old and young hand their eyes firmly fixed on our ass's.
A few of our more reasonable good friends informed us that we were trying to find problem and heading for a downfall ... however what did they know, they, after all, were jealous of our assets and at that age, I understood it all and could look after my self. (So I believed). I was just the sort of woman that Peter Chang was searching for, the raw material that he might manipulate and mould and could use in his business ... the prostitution service. He was a gifted, soft-spoken, well-educated and really persuasive man. He made business sound so simple and exciting , even discussing the moral issues of prostitution slowly convincing 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 along with my friend Linda, both of them trying to persuade and encourage me to put those assets to great use. Linda had been a woman of the street in Peter's employ for just on a year now. You may say she was following in her sibling's footsteps, who had actually been a hooker for a minimum of five years. I delighted both was and scared at the same time ... they made it sound so easy, so easy. Did I like having sex? Yes, I did ... very much so. Was having cash to spend on clothes and other personal glamorous items crucial to me? Well yes, it was, although I did receive the most generous amounts of pocket money from my parents.
You could be entirely independent of them Lisa ... your own cash. And anyway Lisa it's only for a week whilst Jennifer is away ill ... I can't use you her area any longer, as quickly as she returns you'll have to go ... but if I can find you some alternative location I'll do my best for you Peter was utilizing 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 realize this is what he was doing to me right now, as I got older I became much better to the techniques of the trade ... specifically pimps. What Peter was offering 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 guys plural. They would either troll past in their cars and truck (Kerb crawling) or walk up to me on foot. If they were looking for a excellent time and see what the answer was, I would ask. After that it was just 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 rates. I believe it went something like $10 a hand task, $20 a blowjob and $50 a fuck. This is what they were attempting to encourage me to do. Oh, It wouldn't be the very first time I 'd done it for cash or gifts, I 'd done it several times with Linda, primarily older guys, but this would be my very first full-time effort and in full view of the general public. The stigma of prostitute didn't stress me. At the time I saw this as a big video game, simply a little enjoyable. I truly wasn't seeing the bigger photo and the consequences. Linda guaranteed me that it would be ok, after all, she 'd been doing it for just a year and had very couple of problems to date and take a look at Sally, her sister, she had actually been on the game for over 5 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 a lot wish to but.
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