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I have 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 stun some and might even push away others who may have been my fans. I make definitely no apologies for my life, lifestyle or my actions in life to date.
I will mention the words prostitute and prostitution and clear that away as rapidly as possible. It needs to arrange 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 ... Prostitutes or hookers originate from several backgrounds, some do it to feed a drug habit ... others since they have a requirement for cash, and the list continues. The background of the woman or even the man is different and diverse. Some with bad education or a bad family. Some are very well educated and come from more upscale houses ... all I'm stating exists is nobody mould that makes a prostitute ... it is stated to be the worlds earliest profession. I originated from a good family and was provided a personal 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 reason to be drawn towards the occupation. I did it since I thought it would be enjoyable. I was a full-bodied very naïve teenager, loaded with raging hormones, who recognized she liked sex and who only wished to go out and have fun and live wild, sex and fun were the primary criteria. Being reasonable and logical 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. Daddy a sea captain, who was away the majority of the time, going to far nations. Mother was an starlet; appeared on stage in repertory theatres and acted with some popular actors ... I need to say she was very good at it. One sibling Sara, looked really alike physically and there was no mistaking we were siblings, long blond hair and eyes of blue (same as the song) but that was as far as it went. She was the reasonable academic one, constantly understood what she desired in life, studied, went to university and became a lawyer ... took after daddy ( academic that is) ... she is five years older.
Me well I guess I took after mom. 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 nothing to state father wasn't doing the exact same thing ... you know sailors and their credibility, plus he was great looking. When checking out papa's ships or taking brief sea trips ... could write a whole chapter on that alone, I was very familiar with ships and sailors . So here was a young most prepared charged up female teen-ager prepared, raring to go. Who is presented to Peter Chang, who just happens to be looking for girls who are most prepared, charged up and prepared to go ... what a powerful dish. The majority of the chronicles are from my memory of the time and from my journals and image's, even some remaining flyers from my escort days and photos of ships that we visited that I have actually kept. They restore a lot of memories. Mind with the money he made from prostitution and other nefarious participations he might afford it. At the time I was too young and too naïve to know all that at the time. My best buddy Linda and I would deliberately dress in the fastest of skirts and briefest of tops, stroll around the malls and walkways knowing that the men, old and young hand their eyes firmly fixed on our ass's.
A few of our more practical friends informed us that we were looking for problem 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 might take care of my self. (So I believed). I was simply the sort of girl that Peter Chang was looking for, the raw material that he could mould and control and could use in his organization ... the prostitution company. He was a talented, soft-spoken, very convincing and well-read male. He made the business noise so easy and exciting , even going over the ethical issues 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 home along with my friend Linda, both of them trying to persuade and convince me to put those assets to excellent use. Linda had actually been a woman of the street in Peter's employ for just on a year now. You may state she was following in her sister's steps, who had actually been a hooker for at least five years. I was both excited and frightened at the same time ... they made it sound so easy, so easy. Well yes, it was, although I did get the most generous quantities of pocket money from my moms and dads.
You could be totally independent of them Lisa ... your own money. And anyhow Lisa it's just for a week whilst Jennifer is away ill ... I can't use you her area any longer, as quickly as she returns you'll have to go ... but if I can find 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. 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 ended up being much smarter to the techniques of the trade ... specifically pimps. What Peter was using was a piece of pavement at a loss light district where I might ply for trade. All I needed to do was stand there, strut, position 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. If they were looking for a excellent 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 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 wouldn't be the very first time I 'd done it for money or presents, I 'd done it numerous times with Linda, mainly older men, but this would be my first full-time attempt and completely view of the public. The preconception of woman of the street didn't fret me. At the time I saw this as a big game, just a little bit of fun. I truly wasn't seeing the larger photo and the effects. Linda guaranteed me that it would be ok, after all, she had actually been doing it for simply a year and had extremely couple of issues to date and look at Sally, her sibling, she 'd been on the game for over 5 years. I did so wish to say yes, but nerves were making me hesitant. We've all had those moments. Do I?' Should I? Oh I a lot want to however.
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