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I have actually 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 expose about my life and myself will shock some and may 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 woman of the street and prostitution and clear that away as quickly as possible. It must arrange the chaff from the corn, and those who do not wish to check out any even more may leave the room now.
For those of you who are still interested well ... Prostitutes or hookers come from several 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. The background of the lady and even the man is different and varied. Some with poor education or a bad household. Some are effectively informed and come from more upscale homes ... all I'm saying is there is nobody mould that makes a woman of the street ... it is stated to be the worlds oldest profession. I came from a good family and was given a private education.
I was a full-bodied extremely na´ve teen, full of raging hormones, who realized she liked sex and who only desired to go out and have enjoyable and live wild, sex and fun were the main criteria. Being sensible and rational wasn't part of me at the time, plus having a buddy 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, going to distant nations. Mother was an starlet; appeared on stage in repertory theatres and showed some widely known actors ... I must say she was great at it. One sibling Sara, looked very 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 sensible academic one, constantly understood what she wanted in life, studied, went to university and became a lawyer ... took after father ( academic that is) ... she is five years older.
Me well I guess I took after mother. I liked men 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 say daddy wasn't doing the same thing ... you understand sailors and their credibility, plus he was good looking. I was very familiar with ships and sailors when visiting daddy's ships or taking short sea voyages ... could compose a whole chapter on that alone. Here was a young most ready charged up female teen-ager all set, raring to go. Who is introduced to Peter Chang, who just happens to be trying to find young girls who are most ready, charged up and ready to go ... what a potent recipe. Most of the narrates are from my memory of the time and from my diaries 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 great deal of memories. Mind with the cash he made from prostitution and other nefarious participations he could afford it. That and the brand new Mercedes he always drove. At the time I was too young and too na´ve to understand all that at the time. I was developing really perfectly and I understood it. I liked the concept that I could utilize and manipulate guys with the swing of my hips and the size of my breasts. My buddy Linda and I would intentionally wear the fastest of skirts and briefest of tops, walk around the walkways and shopping centers knowing that the men, old and young hand their eyes firmly fixed on our ass's.
Some of our more practical good friends informed us that we were searching for problem and heading for a downfall ... but what did they know, they, after all, were jealous of our properties and at that age, I understood it all and could take care of my self. (So I believed). I was just the sort of girl that Peter Chang was searching for, the raw product that he might mould and control and could utilize in his business ... the prostitution company. He was a gifted, soft-spoken, very convincing and well-read guy. He made business sound so simple and exciting , even going over the moral concerns of prostitution gradually persuading 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 home together with my friend Linda, both of them trying to persuade and persuade me to put those properties to good use. Linda had actually been a prostitute 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 at least five years. I thrilled both was and frightened at the same time ... they made it sound so basic, so simple. Did I like making love? Yes, I did ... very much so. Was having money to spend on clothes and other individual luxurious products 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 sick ... I can't offer you her area 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 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 young and too na´ve to recognize this is what he was doing to me today, as I aged I became much wiser 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 man or men 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 searching for a good time and see what the answer was. After that it was just a matter of seeing where it lead. If they said yes and asked how much? I would tell them and I was not to negotiate 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 trying to persuade 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, primarily older guys, but this would be my first full-time attempt and in full view of the public. The stigma of prostitute didn't fret me. At the time I saw this as a huge game, simply a bit of enjoyable. I really wasn't seeing the bigger image and the effects. Linda guaranteed me that it would be okay, after all, she had actually been doing it for just a year and had really few problems to date and take a look at Sally, her sis, she had actually 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 desire to.
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