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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 might 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 mention the words prostitute and prostitution and clear that away as rapidly as possible. It ought to arrange the chaff from the corn, and those who do not want to read any further might leave the room now.
For those of you who are still interested well ... Hookers or woman of the streets originate from many different backgrounds, some do it to feed a drug habit ... others due to the fact that they have a requirement for money, and the list continues. The background of the lady or perhaps the man is various and varied. Some with bad education or a bad family. Some are extremely well informed and originated from more upscale houses ... all I'm saying exists is nobody mould that makes a woman of the street ... it is stated to be the worlds oldest occupation. I came from a good family and was given a private education.
I was a full-bodied very na´ve teenager, complete of raging hormonal agents, who understood she liked sex and who only desired to go out and have fun and live wild, sex and fun were the main criteria. Being reasonable and logical wasn't part of me at the time, plus having a pal like Linda didn't help, 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 faraway countries. Mom was an actress; appeared on stage in repertory theatres and showed some widely known stars ... I must say she was very good at it. One sister Sara, looked very alike physically and there was no mistaking we were sisters, long blond hair and eyes of blue (same as the song) but that was as far as it went. She was the practical academic one, always understood what she desired in life, studied, went to university and became a legal representative ... took after father ( 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, a few of her leading men shared her bed when dad was away ... mind there was absolutely nothing to say father wasn't doing the exact same thing ... you know sailors and their reputation, plus he was excellent looking. I was extremely acquainted with sailors and ships when visiting dad's ships or taking brief sea trips ... might write a whole chapter on that alone. Here was a young most ready charged up female teen-ager prepared, raring to go. Who is presented to Peter Chang, who just takes place to be trying to find girls who are most ready, charged up and prepared to go ... what a potent recipe. 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 photos of ships that we went to that I have kept. They bring back a great deal of memories. Mind with the cash he made from prostitution and other wicked 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 friend Linda and I would deliberately dress in the quickest of skirts and briefest of tops, stroll around the shopping malls and walkways understanding that the guys, old and young hand their eyes securely fixed on our ass's.
Some of our more practical pals informed us that we were searching for trouble and heading for a failure ... however what did they know, they, after all, were jealous of our properties and at that age, I understood everything and might take care of my self. (So I thought). I was simply the sort of woman that Peter Chang was trying to find, the raw material that he might mould and control and could utilize in his service ... the prostitution company. He was a talented, soft-spoken, extremely convincing and well-read guy. He made business noise exciting and so easy , even discussing the ethical issues of prostitution gradually encouraging me it was the right thing to do and being young and impressionable I fell right in. Now I was here in Peter Chang's house together with my friend Linda, both of them attempting to encourage and persuade me to put those assets to excellent use. Linda had been a woman of the street in Peter's utilize for just on a year now. You might say she was following in her sis's steps, who had actually been a hooker for a minimum of five years. I was both excited and terrified at the same time ... they made it sound so simple, so simple. Did I like making love? Yes, I did ... quite so. Was having money to spend on clothes and other personal glamorous products important to me? Well yes, it was, although I did get the most generous amounts of pocket money from my moms and dads.
You could be completely independent of them Lisa ... your own cash. And anyhow Lisa it's only for a week whilst Jennifer is away sick ... I can't provide you her spot any longer, as quickly as she returns you'll need to go ... however if I can discover you some alternative area I'll do my finest 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 got older I became much smarter to the techniques of the trade ... specifically pimps. What Peter was providing was a piece of pavement in the red light district where I might ply for trade. All I needed to do was stand there, strut, posture provocatively and wait to be approached by the person or people plural. They would either troll past in their cars and truck (Kerb crawling) or approach me on foot. I would ask if they were searching for a good time and see what the response 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 work out any of the prices. I think it went something like $10 a hand job, $20 a blowjob and $50 a fuck. This is what they were trying to persuade me to do. Oh, It would not be the very first time I 'd done it for cash or gifts, I 'd done it numerous times with Linda, mainly older guys, however 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 enjoyable. I actually wasn't seeing the larger image and the consequences. Linda assured me that it would be okay, after all, she had actually been doing it for just a year and had very few problems to date and look at Sally, her sister, she had actually been on the game for over 5 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 a lot wish to however.
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