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I have 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 expose about my life and myself will shock some and might even push away others who might have been my fans. I make absolutely no apologies for my life, lifestyle or my actions in life to date.
I will point out the words woman of the street and prostitution and clear that away as quickly as possible. It needs to sort the chaff from the corn, and those who do not wish to check out any even more may leave the space now.
For those of you who are still interested well ... Prostitutes or hookers come from numerous different backgrounds, some do it to feed a drug routine ... others because they have a requirement for money, and the list goes on and on. Some are really well informed and come from more upscale houses ... all I'm saying is there is no one mould that makes a prostitute ... it is stated to be the worlds earliest occupation.
I was a full-bodied extremely na´ve teen, full of raving 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 sensible and practical wasn't part of me at the time, plus having a friend like Linda didn't help, however 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 faraway countries. Mom was an actress; appeared on stage in repertory theatres and showed some well-known actors ... I should say she was excellent at it. One sister Sara, looked extremely alike physically and there was no mistaking we were sis, long blonde hair and eyes of blue (same as the song) but that was as far as it went. She was the practical studious one, constantly understood what she wanted in life, studied, went to university and ended up being a attorney ... took after papa ( academic that is) ... she is 5 years older.
Me well I guess I took after mother. I liked men and I liked sex, so did mom, some of her leading men shared her bed when father was away ... mind there was absolutely nothing to state father wasn't doing the very same thing ... you understand sailors and their track record, plus he was good looking. I was extremely acquainted with ships and sailors when visiting father's ships or taking brief sea voyages ... might write a whole chapter on that alone. Here was a young most prepared charged up female teen-ager prepared, raring to go. Who is introduced to Peter Chang, who just occurs to be searching for girls who are most prepared, charged up and ready to go ... what a powerful dish. Most of the narrates are from my memory of the time and from my diaries and picture's, even some remaining leaflets from my escort days and images of ships that we checked out that I have kept. They restore a great deal of memories. Mind with the cash he made from prostitution and other nefarious participations he might manage it. At the time I was too young and too na´ve to understand all that at the time. My finest pal Linda and I would deliberately dress in the quickest of skirts and briefest of tops, stroll around the shopping malls and sidewalks understanding that the men, young and old hand their eyes securely repaired on our ass's.
A few of our more reasonable friends told us that we were looking for difficulty and heading for a downfall ... however what did they understand, they, after all, were jealous of our assets and at that age, I knew all of it and might look after my self. (So I thought). I was simply the sort of woman that Peter Chang was looking for, the raw material that he might mould and manipulate and could utilize in his business ... the prostitution business. He was a talented, soft-spoken, very convincing and well-read male. He made business sound exciting and so simple , even going over the ethical concerns 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 attempting to persuade and convince me to put those properties to great usage. Linda had been a woman of the street in Peter's employ for simply on a year now. You might state she was following in her sibling's footsteps, who had been a hooker for at least 5 years. I was both delighted and scared at the same time ... they made it sound so easy, so easy. Did I like making love? Yes, I did ... very much so. Was having money to spend on clothing and other personal glamorous products crucial to me? Well yes, it was, although I did receive the most generous amounts of spending money from my parents.
You could be completely independent of them Lisa ... your own money. And anyway Lisa it's just for a week whilst Jennifer is away sick ... I can't provide you her area any longer, as soon as she returns you'll have to go ... but 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. Again I was too na´ve and too young to understand this is what he was doing to me today, as I grew older I became much wiser to the tricks of the trade ... especially pimps. What Peter was using 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, posture provocatively and wait to be approached by the guy or guys plural. They would either troll past in their car (Kerb crawling) or approach me on foot. I would ask if they were looking for a good time and see what the response was. After that 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 costs. I think it went something like $10 a hand job, $20 a blowjob and $50 a fuck. This is what they were trying to persuade me to do. Oh, It wouldn't be the very first time I 'd done it for money or presents, I 'd done it several times with Linda, primarily older guys, however this would be my first full-time effort and in full view of the public. The preconception of woman of the street didn't stress me. At the time I saw this as a big game, simply a bit of enjoyable. I truly wasn't seeing the bigger image and the repercussions. Linda guaranteed me that it would be ok, after all, she had actually been doing it for simply a year and had really couple of issues to date and look at Sally, her sis, 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 minutes. Do I?' Should I? Oh I so much want to.
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