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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 expose about my life and myself will shock some and might even alienate others who might have been my fans. I make definitely no apologies for my life, lifestyle or my actions in life to date.
I will point out the words prostitute and prostitution and clear that away as rapidly as possible. It needs to sort the chaff from the corn, and those who do not want to read any even more might leave the space now.
For those of you who are still interested well ... Hookers or woman of the streets come from several backgrounds, some do it to feed a drug habit ... others since they have a need for cash, and the list continues. The background of the woman or perhaps the man is various and diverse. Some with poor education or a poor family. Some are very well educated and originated from more wealthy homes ... all I'm saying exists is nobody mould that makes a prostitute ... it is said to be the worlds earliest profession. I came from a good family and was given a private education.
Let me offer you a little insight into that background, my household and myself. I'm sure you will see I had no real factor to be drawn toward the profession. Due to the fact that I believed it would be fun, I did it. I was a full-bodied very na´ve teen, filled with raging hormonal agents, who understood she liked sex and who only wanted to go out and have fun and live wild, sex and fun were the main requirements. Being logical and practical wasn't part of me at the time, plus having a friend like Linda didn't assist, but rather encouraged me to be even wilder. I had a good family. Father a sea captain, who was away the majority of the time, going to far countries. Mom was an starlet; appeared on stage in repertory theatres and acted with some popular actors ... I should state she was great at it. One sibling Sara, looked very alike physically and there was no mistaking we were siblings, long blonde hair and eyes of blue (same as the tune) but that was as far as it went. She was the sensible studious one, constantly 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 think I took after mother. I liked males and I liked sex, so did mom, 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 very same thing ... you know sailors and their track record, plus he was good looking. I was really acquainted with sailors and ships when checking out dad's ships or taking brief sea voyages ... could write a entire chapter on that alone. Here was a young most willing charged up female teen-ager all set, raring to go. Who is introduced to Peter Chang, who simply happens 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 chronicles are from my memory of the time and from my journals and photo's, even some remaining flyers from my escort days and pictures of ships that we checked out that I have kept. They revive a great deal of memories. Mind with the cash he made from prostitution and other wicked involvements he might afford it. At the time I was too young and too na´ve to understand all that at the time. My finest good friend Linda and I would intentionally dress in the fastest of skirts and briefest of tops, stroll around the sidewalks and shopping centers knowing that the males, old and young hand their eyes firmly repaired on our ass's.
Some of our more practical pals told us that we were trying to find difficulty and heading for a downfall ... but what did they understand, they, after all, were jealous of our assets and at that age, I understood everything and could look after my self. (So I believed). I was simply the sort of girl that Peter Chang was searching for, the raw product that he could control and mould and might utilize in his service ... the prostitution organization. He was a talented, soft-spoken, well-educated and really persuasive man. He made the business noise so easy and interesting , even talking about the moral issues of prostitution slowly encouraging me it was the ideal thing to do and being young and impressionable I fell right in. Now I was here in Peter Chang's house along with my friend Linda, both of them trying to encourage and convince me to put those possessions to great use. Linda had actually been a woman of the street in Peter's use for just on a year now. You may state she was following in her sis's footsteps, who had been a hooker for at least 5 years. I delighted both was and terrified at the exact same time ... they made it sound so basic, so easy. Well yes, it was, although I did get the most generous amounts of pocket money from my parents.
You could be entirely independent of them Lisa ... your own money. And anyway Lisa it's only for a week whilst Jennifer is away ill ... I can't use you her spot any longer, as soon as she returns you'll need to go ... however if I can find you some alternative location 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 recognize this is what he was doing to me today, as I grew older I ended up being much wiser to the tricks of the trade ... particularly pimps. What Peter was offering was a piece of pavement in the red light district where I could ply for trade. All I needed to do was stand there, strut, posture provocatively and wait to be approached by the person or men plural. They would either troll past in their automobile (Kerb crawling) or approach me on foot. I would ask if they were trying to find 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 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 convince me to do. Oh, It would not be the first time I 'd done it for money or gifts, I 'd done it quite a few times with Linda, mostly older males, however this would be my first full-time attempt and completely view of the general public. The stigma of woman of the street didn't worry me. At the time I saw this as a huge game, simply a bit of fun. I really wasn't seeing the bigger picture and the repercussions. Linda guaranteed me that it would be ok, after all, she had actually been doing it for just a year and had really few issues to date and look at Sally, her sibling, she had actually been on the game for over 5 years. I did so wish to say yes, however nerves were making me reluctant. We've all had those moments. Do I?' Should I? Oh I so much want to.
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