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Well, a lot of are based on truth. I have utilized my own life's experiences and woven them into the fabric of my stories. I believe, that what I am going to reveal about my life and myself will shock some and might even push away others who may have been my fans. Although I'm sure a few of you will have checked out between the lines and currently pertained to that conclusion. I make absolutely no apologies for my life, lifestyle or my actions in life to date. It was my option and my choice alone. Like the majority of people there are some parts I regret and would change if I could, there are other parts I would do the very same again, general I am happy with my lot and have actually made a good living from my chosen profession.
I will discuss the words prostitute and prostitution and clear that away as rapidly as possible. It must arrange the chaff from the corn, and those who do not wish to check out any further may leave the space now.
For those of you who are still interested well ... Hookers or woman of the streets come from many different backgrounds, some do it to feed a drug habit ... others because they have a requirement for money, and the list continues. The background of the woman and even the man is various and diverse. Some with poor education or a bad family. Some are effectively informed and originated from more wealthy homes ... all I'm stating is there is nobody mould that makes a prostitute ... it is stated to be the worlds earliest occupation. I came from a good family and was given a personal education.
Let me give you a little insight into that background, my household and myself. I'm sure you will see I had no genuine factor to be drawn toward the occupation. Since I believed it would be fun, I did it. I was a full-bodied really naïve teen, loaded with raving hormones, 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 help, but rather motivated me to be even wilder. I had a good family. Father a sea captain, who was away most of the time, visiting distant countries. Mom was an starlet; appeared on stage in repertory theatres and showed some well-known stars ... I need to say she was excellent at it. One sister Sara, looked extremely 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 studious one, constantly knew what she wanted in life, studied, went to university and ended up being a lawyer ... took after father ( academic that is) ... she is 5 years older.
Me well I think I took after mom. I liked males and I liked sex, so did mother, some of her leading men shared her bed when daddy 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 good looking. When checking out father's ships or taking brief sea voyages ... might compose a entire chapter on that alone, I was extremely familiar with ships and sailors . So here was a young most willing charged up female teen-ager prepared, getting ready to go. Who is introduced to Peter Chang, who simply happens to be looking for girls who are most prepared, charged up and ready to go ... what a powerful dish. Most of the narrates are from my memory of the time and from my journals and picture's, even some leftover leaflets from my escort days and photos of ships that we went to that I have kept. They revive a lot 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 naïve to understand all that at the time. I was establishing very well and I knew it. I liked the idea that I might use and manipulate guys with the swing of my hips and the size of my breasts. My friend Linda and I would deliberately dress in the fastest of skirts and briefest of tops, walk the pathways and malls understanding that the men, old and young hand their eyes firmly fixed on our ass's.
Some of our more practical friends told us that we were trying to find trouble and heading for a failure ... but what did they know, they, after all, were jealous of our assets and at that age, I knew all of it and might take care of my self. (So I thought). I was simply the sort of girl that Peter Chang was searching for, the raw product that he could control and mould and might use in his company ... the prostitution company. He was a gifted, soft-spoken, well-educated and extremely persuasive man. He made the business noise exciting and so simple , even going over the moral 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 home together with my friend Linda, both of them trying to encourage and convince me to put those possessions to excellent usage. Linda had actually been a woman of the street in Peter's employ for just on a year now. You may say she was following in her sister's steps, who had been a hooker for a minimum of five years. I thrilled both was and terrified at the same time ... they made it sound so basic, so easy. Did I like making love? Yes, I did ... quite so. Was having money to invest in clothes and other personal luxurious items important to me? Well yes, it was, although I did receive the most generous quantities of pocket money from my moms and dads.
You could be completely 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 spot any longer, as soon as she returns you'll need to go ... but if I can find 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 desire it more. Once again I was too naïve and too young to recognize this is what he was doing to me right now, as I grew older I became much wiser to the tricks of the trade ... specifically pimps. What Peter was using was a piece of pavement at a loss light district where I might ply for trade. All I needed to do was stand there, strut, pose provocatively and wait to be approached by the man or guys plural. They would either troll past in their cars and truck (Kerb crawling) or walk up to me on foot. I would ask if they were looking for a great time and see what the answer was. From then on 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 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 encourage me to do. Oh, It would not be the 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 prostitute didn't fret me. At the time I saw this as a big game, just a little bit of fun. I truly wasn't seeing the bigger image and the consequences. Linda ensured me that it would be ok, after all, she 'd been doing it for just a year and had extremely few issues to date and take a look at Sally, her sis, she 'd 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 however.
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