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I have 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 reveal about my life and myself will stun some and may even alienate others who might have been my fans. I make definitely no apologies for my life, way of life or my actions in life to date.
I will discuss the words prostitute and prostitution and clear that away as rapidly as possible. It must arrange the chaff from the corn, and those who do not want to read any even more may leave the space now.
For those of you who are still interested well ... Prostitutes or hookers come from numerous various 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 really well educated and come from more wealthy houses ... all I'm saying is there is no one mould that makes a woman of the street ... it is stated to be the worlds earliest profession.
I was a full-bodied very na´ve teenager, complete of raging hormones, who recognized she liked sex and who just wanted to go out and have fun and live wild, sex and enjoyable were the primary criteria. Being sensible and practical wasn't part of me at the time, plus having a friend like Linda didn't assist, 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 distant nations. Mother was an starlet; appeared on stage in repertory theatres and showed some popular actors ... I should say she was excellent at it. One sis Sara, looked very alike physically and there was no mistaking we were sisters, long blond hair and eyes of blue ( like the tune) but that was as far as it went. She was the practical studious one, always knew what she wanted in life, studied, went to university and ended up being a attorney ... took after dad (studious that is) ... she is 5 years older.
Me well I think I took after mom. I liked males 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 dad wasn't doing the same thing ... you know sailors and their track record, plus he was excellent looking. I was really familiar with ships and sailors when checking out dad's ships or taking short sea trips ... might compose a whole chapter on that alone. Here was a young most willing charged up female teen-ager prepared, raring to go. Who is introduced to Peter Chang, who simply occurs to be looking for young girls who are most willing, charged up and all set to go ... what a potent dish. The majority of the narrates are from my memory of the time and from my diaries and image's, even some remaining leaflets from my escort days and pictures of ships that we went to that I have kept. They restore a great deal of memories. Mind with the money he made from prostitution and other nefarious involvements 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 know all that at the time. I was establishing very perfectly and I knew it. I liked the concept that I could utilize and manipulate males with the swing of my hips and the size of my breasts. My buddy Linda and I would deliberately dress in the shortest of skirts and briefest of tops, walk around the malls and sidewalks understanding that the men, old and young hand their eyes securely fixed on our ass's.
A few of our more sensible 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 possessions and at that age, I understood it all and could 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 manipulate and mould and might utilize in his service ... the prostitution business. He was a talented, soft-spoken, well-read and very convincing man. He made business noise so simple and exciting , even discussing 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 apartment or condo together with my friend Linda, both of them attempting to convince and persuade me to put those assets to great usage. Linda had been a prostitute in Peter's utilize for just on a year now. You might say she was following in her sister's footsteps, who had been a hooker for at least 5 years. I thrilled both was and terrified at the very same time ... they made it sound so simple, so easy. Well yes, it was, although I did receive the most generous amounts of pocket cash from my moms and dads.
You could be entirely independent of them Lisa ... your own cash. And anyway Lisa it's only for a week whilst Jennifer is away sick ... I can't use you her area any longer, as quickly as she returns you'll need to go ... however 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 desire it more. Once again I was too young and too na´ve to recognize this is what he was doing to me today, as I grew older I became much smarter to the tricks of the trade ... particularly 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 man or people plural. They would either troll past in their automobile (Kerb crawling) or approach me on foot. If they were looking for a good time and see what the answer was, I would ask. From then on it was simply 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 rates. 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 money or gifts, I 'd done it many times with Linda, mainly older men, but this would be my very first full-time effort and in full view of the public. The stigma of prostitute didn't worry me. At the time I saw this as a huge game, simply a little bit of fun. I truly wasn't seeing the larger image and the consequences. Linda guaranteed me that it would be okay, after all, she had actually been doing it for simply a year and had extremely couple of issues 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, but nerves were making me reluctant. We've all had those moments. Do I?' Should I? Oh I a lot want to but.
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