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Well, many are based upon reality. I have used my own life's experiences and woven them into the fabric of my stories. I believe, that what I am going to expose about my life and myself will stun some and may even alienate others who might have been my fans. I'm sure some of you will have read between the lines and currently come to that conclusion. I make absolutely no apologies for my life, lifestyle or my actions in life to date. It was my choice and my option alone. Like most people there are some parts I regret and would change if I could, there are other parts I would do the very same once again, general I enjoy with my lot and have made a great living from my selected profession.
I will point out the words prostitute and prostitution and clear that away as rapidly as possible. It ought 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 come from lots of different backgrounds, some do it to feed a drug habit ... others due to the fact that they have a requirement for cash, and the list goes on and on. Some are extremely well informed and come from more upscale houses ... all I'm stating is there is no one mould that makes a prostitute ... it is said to be the worlds oldest occupation.
I was a full-bodied extremely na´ve teen, complete of raving hormones, who recognized she liked sex and who only wanted to go out and have fun and live wild, sex and enjoyable were the main criteria. Being practical and rational wasn't part of me at the time, plus having a buddy like Linda didn't assist, but 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 starlet; appeared on stage in repertory theatres and acted with some popular actors ... I must state she was very good at it. One sibling Sara, looked very alike physically and there was no mistaking we were sis, 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 legal representative ... took after daddy (studious that is) ... she is five years older.
Me well I guess I took after mom. I liked guys and I liked sex, so did mother, a few of her leading men shared her bed when daddy was away ... mind there was nothing to say father wasn't doing the same thing ... you understand sailors and their credibility, plus he was excellent looking. When going to daddy's ships or taking brief sea voyages ... might compose a entire chapter on that alone, I was very familiar with ships and sailors . Here was a young most willing charged up female teen-ager prepared, raring to go. Who is introduced to Peter Chang, who just happens to be trying to find young girls who are most willing, charged up and prepared to go ... what a potent dish. Most 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 photos of ships that we checked out that I have kept. They restore a great deal of memories. Mind with the money he made from prostitution and other dubious involvements he might manage it. That and the brand new Mercedes he constantly drove. At the time I was too na´ve and too young to know all that at the time. I was developing extremely perfectly and I knew it. I liked the concept that I might utilize and control 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 the shopping malls and sidewalks understanding that the men, young and old hand their eyes firmly fixed on our ass's.
Some of our more practical good friends informed us that we were searching for difficulty 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 thought). I was simply the sort of woman that Peter Chang was searching for, the raw material that he could mould and manipulate and could use in his business ... the prostitution organization. He was a gifted, soft-spoken, well-educated and very convincing male. He made the business noise exciting and so simple , even discussing the moral issues of prostitution slowly convincing me it was the right thing to do and being young and impressionable I fell right in. Now I was here in Peter Chang's apartment together with my friend Linda, both of them trying to persuade and convince me to put those assets to great usage. Linda had actually been a prostitute in Peter's employ for just on a year now. You might say she was following in her sibling's steps, who had been a hooker for a minimum of five years. I was both excited and scared at the same time ... they made it sound so simple, so easy. Well yes, it was, although I did receive the most generous quantities of pocket money from my parents.
You could be completely independent of them Lisa ... your own cash. And anyway Lisa it's only for a week whilst Jennifer is away sick ... I can't offer you her spot any longer, as quickly as she returns you'll need to go ... but if I can discover you some alternative location I'll do my best for you Peter was utilizing 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 understand this is what he was doing to me right now, as I got older I became much smarter to the tricks of the trade ... particularly pimps. What Peter was offering was a piece of pavement at a loss light district where I could ply for trade. All I had to do was stand there, strut, pose provocatively and wait to be approached by the person or men plural. They would either troll past in their car (Kerb crawling) or walk up to me on foot. If they were looking for a great time and see what the response was, I would ask. From then on it was simply 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 negotiate any of the rates. I believe it went something like $10 a hand job, $20 a blowjob and $50 a fuck. This is what they were attempting to convince me to do. Oh, It wouldn't be the first time I 'd done it for cash or gifts, I 'd done it several times with Linda, mainly older guys, but this would be my very first full-time effort and completely view of the public. The stigma of prostitute didn't stress me. At the time I saw this as a huge game, just a little bit of enjoyable. I actually wasn't seeing the larger image and the repercussions. Linda assured me that it would be ok, after all, she 'd been doing it for just a year and had really few 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 reluctant. We've all had those moments. Do I?' Should I? Oh I so much want to.
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