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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 shock some and may even push away others who might have been my fans. I make absolutely no apologies for my life, lifestyle or my actions in life to date.
I will discuss the words prostitute and prostitution and clear that away as quickly as possible. It needs to arrange the chaff from the corn, and those who do not wish 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 because they have a requirement for cash, and the list goes on and on. The background of the female or perhaps the man is various and varied. Some with bad education or a bad household. Some are extremely well informed and come from more wealthy 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 earliest occupation. I originated from a good family and was given a personal education.
I was a full-bodied extremely na´ve teenager, complete of raging hormones, who recognized she liked sex and who only desired to go out and have enjoyable and live wild, sex and fun were the primary requirements. Being reasonable and logical wasn't part of me at the time, plus having a 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, going to faraway countries. Mom was an actress; appeared on stage in repertory theatres and showed some popular actors ... I should say she was very good 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 song) however that was as far as it went. She was the sensible academic one, always understood what she desired in life, studied, went to university and became a legal representative ... took after papa ( academic that is) ... she is five years older.
Me well I think I took after mom. I liked males and I liked sex, so did mother, a few of her leading men shared her bed when dad was away ... mind there was absolutely nothing to state papa wasn't doing the very same thing ... you know sailors and their reputation, plus he was excellent looking. I was extremely acquainted with ships and sailors when going to papa's ships or taking short sea voyages ... could compose a whole chapter on that alone. 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 occurs to be trying to find girls who are most willing, charged up and ready to go ... what a powerful dish. Most of the chronicles are from my memory of the time and from my journals and picture's, even some leftover flyers from my escort days and images of ships that we visited that I have kept. They revive a lot of memories. Mind with the money he made from prostitution and other wicked participations he could 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 extremely well and I understood it. I liked the concept that I could utilize and manipulate men with the swing of my hips and the size of my breasts. My best friend Linda and I would intentionally dress in the quickest of skirts and briefest of tops, walk around the shopping centers and walkways understanding that the men, old and young hand their eyes strongly fixed on our ass's.
A few of our more reasonable buddies informed us that we were searching for difficulty and heading for a downfall ... but what did they understand, they, after all, were jealous of our possessions and at that age, I understood all of it and could take care of my self. (So I believed). I was simply the sort of girl that Peter Chang was searching for, the raw material that he might control and mould and could utilize in his company ... the prostitution organization. He was a talented, soft-spoken, extremely persuasive and well-read guy. He made business noise interesting and so simple , even going over the ethical issues of prostitution slowly 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 home together with my friend Linda, both of them trying to convince and convince me to put those assets to excellent usage. Linda had actually been a prostitute in Peter's utilize for just on a year now. You might say she was following in her sis's footsteps, who had been a hooker for at least five years. I was both thrilled and terrified at the exact same time ... they made it sound so basic, so simple. Well yes, it was, although I did get the most generous amounts of pocket cash from my parents.
You could be totally independent of them Lisa ... your own cash. And anyhow Lisa it's just for a week whilst Jennifer is away ill ... I can't use you her area any longer, as soon as she returns you'll need 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 want it more. Once again I was too young and too na´ve to realize this is what he was doing to me today, as I grew older I ended up being much better to the tricks of the trade ... specifically pimps. What Peter was offering was a piece of pavement in the red light district where I might ply for trade. All I had to do was stand there, strut, posture provocatively and wait to be approached by the person or guys plural. They would either troll past in their cars and truck (Kerb crawling) or approach me on foot. If they were looking for a great time and see what the response was, I would ask. 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 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 encourage 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, primarily older males, but this would be my very first full-time effort and in full 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 video game, just a bit of enjoyable. I really wasn't seeing the larger picture and the repercussions. Linda assured me that it would be okay, after all, she 'd been doing it for just a year and had very few issues to date and take a look at Sally, her sibling, 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 so much want to but.
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