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I have actually used my own life's experiences and woven them into the fabric 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 push away 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 discuss 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 want to check out any further may leave the space 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 since they have a need for cash, and the list continues. The background of the female or perhaps the man is various and diverse. Some with poor education or a bad family. Some are very well informed and come from more affluent homes ... all I'm stating is there is no one mould that makes a woman of the street ... it is stated to be the worlds oldest profession. I originated from a good family and was provided a private education.
I was a full-bodied extremely na´ve teen, full of raging hormonal agents, who recognized she liked sex and who only wanted to go out and have enjoyable and live wild, sex and enjoyable were the main requirements. Being rational and reasonable wasn't part of me at the time, plus having a pal like Linda didn't assist, however rather encouraged me to be even wilder. I had a good family. Dad 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 acted with some well-known stars ... I must say she was very good at it. One sister Sara, looked very alike physically and there was no mistaking we were sisters, long blond hair and eyes of blue ( like the song) however that was as far as it went. She was the practical studious one, always understood what she wanted in life, studied, went to university and ended up being a attorney ... took after daddy (studious that is) ... she is five years older.
Me well I guess I took after mom. I liked males and I liked sex, so did mother, a few of her leading men shared her bed when papa was away ... mind there was nothing to say papa wasn't doing the exact same thing ... you understand sailors and their credibility, plus he was good looking. I was very familiar with sailors and ships when checking out papa's ships or taking brief sea voyages ... could write a whole chapter on that alone. Here was a young most willing charged up female teen-ager prepared, getting ready to go. Who is presented to Peter Chang, who simply occurs to be searching for young girls who are most willing, charged up and ready to go ... what a powerful dish. The majority of the narrates are from my memory of the time and from my journals and image's, even some leftover flyers from my escort days and photos of ships that we went to that I have actually kept. They bring back a lot of memories. Mind with the cash he made from prostitution and other wicked participations he might manage it. At the time I was too na´ve and too young to know all that at the time. My finest buddy Linda and I would intentionally dress in the fastest of skirts and briefest of tops, walk around the sidewalks and shopping centers knowing that the males, old and young hand their eyes securely fixed on our ass's.
A few of our more practical good friends informed us that we were searching for trouble and heading for a failure ... but what did they know, they, after all, were jealous of our assets and at that age, I knew all of it and could take care of my self. (So I thought). I was just the sort of woman that Peter Chang was looking for, the raw material that he could mould and manipulate and might utilize in his business ... the prostitution company. He was a talented, soft-spoken, well-read and really convincing male. He made the business noise so simple and exciting , even going over the moral issues of prostitution slowly persuading 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 apartment along with my friend Linda, both of them trying to persuade and convince me to put those properties to great use. Linda had been a woman of the street in Peter's employ for just on a year now. You might state she was following in her sister's steps, who had been a hooker for a minimum of 5 years. I was both delighted and terrified at the very same time ... they made it sound so easy, so simple. Well yes, it was, although I did get the most generous quantities of pocket money from my parents.
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 provide you her spot any longer, as soon as she returns you'll have to go ... but 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 desire it more. Once again I was too na´ve and too young to recognize this is what he was doing to me right now, as I grew older I ended up being much better to the tricks of the trade ... specifically pimps. What Peter was offering was a piece of pavement at a loss 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 man or men 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 response was, I would ask. From then on 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 work out any of the prices. 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 very first time I 'd done it for money or presents, I 'd done it numerous times with Linda, primarily older males, however this would be my first full-time attempt and in full view of the general public. The stigma of woman of the street didn't stress me. At the time I saw this as a huge game, simply a little enjoyable. I truly wasn't seeing the larger image and the consequences. Linda assured me that it would be ok, after all, she 'd been doing it for just a year and had extremely few problems to date and take a look at Sally, her sis, she 'd been on the game for over 5 years. I did so want to say yes, but 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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