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I have 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 stun some and might even alienate others who might 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 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 ... Prostitutes or hookers come from lots of different backgrounds, some do it to feed a drug habit ... others due to the fact that they have a need for money, and the list goes on and on. Some are really well educated and come from more upscale homes ... all I'm saying is there is no one mould that makes a woman of the street ... it is stated to be the worlds oldest profession.
I was a full-bodied extremely naïve teenager, complete of raving hormones, who understood she liked sex and who only wanted to go out and have enjoyable and live wild, sex and enjoyable were the primary criteria. Being sensible and reasonable 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. Dad a sea captain, who was away most of the time, checking out far countries. Mom was an actress; appeared on stage in repertory theatres and showed some popular actors ... I should state she was very good at it. One sibling Sara, looked really alike physically and there was no mistaking we were sisters, long blonde hair and eyes of blue ( like the song) but that was as far as it went. She was the reasonable academic one, always understood what she wanted in life, studied, went to university and ended up being a attorney ... took after father ( academic that is) ... she is five years older.
Me well I guess I took after mom. I liked men and I liked sex, so did mother, some of her leading men shared her bed when papa was away ... mind there was absolutely nothing to say father wasn't doing the same thing ... you know sailors and their track record, plus he was good looking. I was very familiar with sailors and ships when visiting father's ships or taking short sea trips ... might write a whole chapter on that alone. So here was a young most ready charged up female teen-ager prepared, getting ready to go. Who is introduced to Peter Chang, who just occurs to be trying to find girls who are most prepared, charged up and all set to go ... what a potent recipe. Most of the narrates are from my memory of the time and from my journals and photo's, even some remaining leaflets from my escort days and photos of ships that we visited that I have kept. They revive a lot of memories. Mind with the cash he made from prostitution and other nefarious 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 nicely and I knew it. I liked the idea that I might utilize and manipulate guys with the swing of my hips and the size of my breasts. My best friend Linda and I would intentionally dress in the shortest of skirts and briefest of tops, walk around the walkways and shopping malls knowing that the men, old and young hand their eyes firmly fixed on our ass's.
Some of our more sensible good friends told us that we were looking for trouble and heading for a failure ... but what did they know, they, after all, were jealous of our properties and at that age, I understood all of it and could look after my self. (So I thought). I was just the sort of lady that Peter Chang was looking for, the raw product that he could mould and control and might utilize in his company ... the prostitution service. He was a talented, soft-spoken, really convincing and well-educated man. He made the business noise amazing and so easy , even going over the moral concerns of prostitution slowly convincing 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 together with my friend Linda, both of them trying to convince and convince me to put those assets to great usage. Linda had actually been a woman of the street in Peter's use for just on a year now. You might say she was following in her sister's footsteps, who had actually been a hooker for at least 5 years. I delighted both was and terrified at the same time ... they made it sound so basic, so easy. Well yes, it was, although I did receive the most generous quantities of pocket money from my parents.
You could be totally independent of them Lisa ... your own money. And anyway Lisa it's just for a week whilst Jennifer is away sick ... I can't provide you her spot any longer, as quickly as she returns you'll have to go ... but if I can discover 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 young and too naïve to realize this is what he was doing to me right now, as I grew older I became much better to the techniques of the trade ... particularly 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, posture provocatively and wait to be approached by the guy or guys plural. They would either troll past in their automobile (Kerb crawling) or approach me on foot. If they were looking for a excellent time and see what the response was, I would ask. After that 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 task, $20 a blowjob and $50 a fuck. This is what they were attempting to convince me to do. Oh, It wouldn't be the very first time I 'd done it for cash or gifts, I 'd done it several times with Linda, mostly older guys, however this would be my very first full-time effort and completely view of the general public. The preconception of woman of the street didn't fret me. At the time I saw this as a big video game, just a little bit of fun. I truly wasn't seeing the larger picture and the consequences. Linda assured me that it would be ok, after all, she 'd been doing it for just a year and had very couple of problems to date and look at Sally, her sis, she 'd 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 wish to but.
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