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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 push away others who may have been my fans. I make absolutely 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 needs to sort the chaff from the corn, and those who do not wish to check out any even more might 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 routine ... others since they have a requirement for money, and the list goes on and on. Some are very well educated and come from more wealthy homes ... all I'm saying is there is no one mould that makes a prostitute ... it is said to be the worlds oldest occupation.
Let me provide you a little insight into that background, my family and myself. I'm sure you will see I had no genuine factor to be drawn toward the profession. I did it due to the fact that I believed it would be fun. I was a full-bodied very na´ve teenager, loaded with raving hormonal agents, who understood she liked sex and who just wished to head out and have a good time and live wild, sex and enjoyable were the main criteria. Being reasonable and rational wasn't part of me at the time, plus having a good friend like Linda didn't help, however rather encouraged me to be even wilder. I had a good family. Daddy a sea captain, who was away most of the time, checking out faraway nations. Mother was an starlet; appeared on stage in repertory theatres and acted with some well-known stars ... I need to state she was great at it. One sis Sara, looked very alike physically and there was no mistaking we were sisters, long blonde hair and eyes of blue (same as the song) however 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 became a attorney ... took after dad ( academic that is) ... she is five years older.
Me well I guess I took after mom. I liked guys and I liked sex, so did mom, a few of her leading men shared her bed when father was away ... mind there was nothing to state father wasn't doing the very same thing ... you know sailors and their reputation, plus he was great looking. I was extremely acquainted with sailors and ships when visiting dad's ships or taking brief sea trips ... could compose a entire chapter on that alone. So here was a young most prepared charged up female teen-ager all set, getting ready to go. Who is presented to Peter Chang, who simply takes place to be searching for young girls who are most ready, charged up and prepared to go ... what a powerful dish. The majority of the chronicles are from my memory of the time and from my diaries and image's, even some leftover flyers from my escort days and images of ships that we checked out that I have kept. They bring back a lot of memories. Mind with the cash he made from prostitution and other dubious involvements he could manage it. At the time I was too na´ve and too young to know all that at the time. My finest pal Linda and I would deliberately dress in the fastest of skirts and briefest of tops, walk around the shopping centers and pathways understanding that the men, old and young hand their eyes securely fixed on our ass's.
A few of our more practical good friends told us that we were searching for difficulty and heading for a failure ... however what did they understand, they, after all, were jealous of our possessions and at that age, I knew everything and might take care of my self. (So I believed). I was simply the sort of woman that Peter Chang was trying to find, the raw material that he could mould and manipulate and could use in his business ... the prostitution service. He was a talented, soft-spoken, well-read and really convincing guy. He made the business noise so simple and amazing , even going over the moral concerns of prostitution slowly persuading 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 apartment or condo along with my friend Linda, both of them attempting to persuade and persuade me to put those possessions to great use. Linda had been a woman of the street in Peter's employ for simply on a year now. You may state she was following in her sister's footsteps, who had actually been a hooker for a minimum of five years. I was both delighted 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 cash to invest in clothes and other personal glamorous products crucial to me? Well yes, it was, although I did get the most generous amounts of spending money from my parents.
You could be entirely independent of them Lisa ... your own cash. And anyhow Lisa it's just for a week whilst Jennifer is away sick ... I can't offer you her spot any longer, as quickly as she returns you'll need to go ... however if I can find you some alternative location I'll do my finest 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 understand this is what he was doing to me right now, as I aged I became much better to the techniques of the trade ... especially pimps. What Peter was using was a piece of pavement in the red light district where I could ply for trade. All I had to do was stand there, strut, position provocatively and wait to be approached by the man or men plural. They would either troll past in their automobile (Kerb crawling) or approach me on foot. I would ask if they were trying to find 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 trying to encourage me to do. Oh, It would not be the very first time I 'd done it for cash or gifts, I 'd done it several times with Linda, primarily older guys, however this would be my very first full-time effort and in full view of the public. The stigma of woman of the street didn't fret 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 had actually been doing it for simply a year and had really couple of problems to date and look at Sally, her sis, she had actually been on the game for over 5 years. I did so wish to say yes, however nerves were making me reluctant. We've all had those moments. Do I?' Should I? Oh I so much want to.
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