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I have actually used 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 alienate 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 prostitute 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 read any further may leave the room 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 due to the fact that they have a need for cash, and the list continues. The background of the woman or even the man is various and diverse. Some with bad education or a poor family. Some are very well informed and originated from more wealthy houses ... all I'm saying is there is nobody mould that makes a prostitute ... it is stated to be the worlds oldest occupation. I originated from a good family and was given a personal education.
I was a full-bodied very na´ve teen, full of raging hormones, who recognized she liked sex and who just wanted to go out and have enjoyable and live wild, sex and enjoyable were the primary criteria. Being practical and sensible wasn't part of me at the time, plus having a friend like Linda didn't help, however rather motivated me to be even wilder. I had a good family. Father a sea captain, who was away most of the time, checking out faraway nations. Mom was an starlet; appeared on stage in repertory theatres and showed some popular actors ... I need to state she was excellent at it. One sis Sara, looked extremely 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 reasonable studious one, always knew what she wanted in life, studied, went to university and ended up being a legal representative ... took after father (studious that is) ... she is five years older.
Me well I guess I took after mother. I liked guys and I liked sex, so did mom, some of her leading men shared her bed when daddy was away ... mind there was absolutely nothing to state father wasn't doing the same thing ... you understand sailors and their reputation, plus he was good looking. I was very familiar with sailors and ships when checking out dad's ships or taking short sea voyages ... could compose a whole chapter on that alone. Here was a young most prepared charged up female teen-ager prepared, raring to go. Who is introduced to Peter Chang, who just occurs to be trying to find young girls who are most willing, charged up and all set to go ... what a potent dish. Most of the chronicles are from my memory of the time and from my journals and picture's, even some remaining flyers from my escort days and photos of ships that we went to that I have actually kept. They revive a lot of memories. Mind with the money 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 best pal Linda and I would deliberately dress in the fastest of skirts and briefest of tops, walk around the shopping centers and walkways knowing that the men, young and old hand their eyes firmly repaired on our ass's.
Some of our more practical friends informed us that we were looking for problem and heading for a downfall ... however what did they know, they, after all, were jealous of our properties and at that age, I understood all of it and might take care of my self. (So I thought). I was just the sort of woman that Peter Chang was looking for, the raw product that he could mould and control and might utilize in his business ... the prostitution company. He was a gifted, soft-spoken, well-educated and extremely persuasive male. He made business sound so simple and exciting , even talking about the ethical concerns of prostitution gradually encouraging 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 house in addition to my friend Linda, both of them attempting to persuade and convince me to put those properties to excellent usage. Linda had actually been a woman of the street in Peter's use for simply on a year now. You may state she was following in her sis's footsteps, who had actually been a hooker for at least five years. I delighted both was and terrified at the same time ... they made it sound so easy, so simple. Did I like making love? Yes, I did ... very much so. Was having money to invest in clothing and other personal elegant items crucial to me? Well yes, it was, although I did receive the most generous quantities of spending money from my moms and dads.
You could be completely independent of them Lisa ... your own money. And anyhow Lisa it's only for a week whilst Jennifer is away ill ... I can't offer you her area any longer, as quickly as she returns you'll need to go ... but if I can discover you some alternative location 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. Again I was too na´ve and too young to recognize 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 providing 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, posture provocatively and wait to be approached by the guy or people plural. They would either troll past in their vehicle (Kerb crawling) or approach 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 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 costs. I think it went something like $10 a hand job, $20 a blowjob and $50 a fuck. This is what they were attempting to convince me to do. Oh, It would not be the very first time I 'd done it for cash or presents, I 'd done it several times with Linda, primarily older guys, but this would be my first full-time attempt and in full view of the general public. The preconception of prostitute didn't stress me. At the time I saw this as a huge game, simply a bit of enjoyable. I actually 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 really few problems to date and take a look at Sally, her sister, she had actually been on the game for over five years. I did so want 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.
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