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I have actually 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 surprise some and may 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 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 even more might leave the space now.
For those of you who are still interested well ... Prostitutes or hookers originate from many different backgrounds, some do it to feed a drug habit ... others because they have a requirement for cash, and the list goes on and on. The background of the female and even the man is various and varied. Some with bad education or a bad household. Some are very well educated and originated from more wealthy houses ... all I'm stating exists is nobody mould that makes a woman of the street ... it is stated to be the worlds oldest profession. I came from a good family and was provided a private education.
I was a full-bodied really na´ve teen, complete of raving hormonal agents, who understood she liked sex and who only wanted to go out and have enjoyable and live wild, sex and fun were the main requirements. Being practical and rational wasn't part of me at the time, plus having a buddy like Linda didn't assist, however rather motivated me to be even wilder. I had a good family. Dad a sea captain, who was away most of the time, visiting faraway countries. Mom was an actress; appeared on stage in repertory theatres and showed some well-known actors ... I must state she was great at it. One sibling Sara, looked really alike physically and there was no mistaking we were siblings, long blonde hair and eyes of blue ( like the song) but that was as far as it went. She was the sensible studious one, always understood what she desired in life, studied, went to university and became a legal representative ... took after father ( academic that is) ... she is five years older.
Me well I think I took after mother. I liked males and I liked sex, so did mother, some of her leading men shared her bed when father was away ... mind there was nothing to state papa wasn't doing the same thing ... you understand sailors and their credibility, plus he was good looking. When checking out father's ships or taking brief sea trips ... could compose a whole chapter on that alone, I was very familiar with sailors and ships . So here was a young most ready charged up female teen-ager ready, getting ready to go. Who is presented to Peter Chang, who just happens to be searching for girls who are most willing, charged up and all set to go ... what a potent dish. Most of the chronicles are from my memory of the time and from my diaries and photo's, even some leftover flyers from my escort days and pictures of ships that we went to that I have actually kept. They restore a lot 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 young and too na´ve to understand all that at the time. I was establishing very well and I knew it. I liked the idea that I could utilize and control guys with the swing of my hips and the size of my breasts. My friend Linda and I would deliberately dress in the shortest of skirts and briefest of tops, walk the walkways and malls knowing that the men, young and old hand their eyes securely fixed on our ass's.
Some of our more sensible pals informed us that we were searching for trouble and heading for a downfall ... but what did they understand, they, after all, were jealous of our properties and at that age, I understood everything and might look after my self. (So I believed). I was simply the sort of lady that Peter Chang was trying to find, the raw material that he could mould and manipulate and could use in his company ... the prostitution business. He was a talented, soft-spoken, well-read and extremely convincing male. He made the business noise so simple and amazing , even talking about the ethical issues of prostitution gradually convincing 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 or condo together with my friend Linda, both of them attempting to convince and encourage me to put those possessions to excellent usage. Linda had been a prostitute in Peter's employ for just on a year now. You might state she was following in her sister's steps, who had actually been a hooker for at least 5 years. I was both thrilled and terrified at the same time ... they made it sound so easy, so easy. Did I like having sex? Yes, I did ... very much so. Was having money to invest in clothes and other personal glamorous items crucial to me? Well yes, it was, although I did receive the most generous quantities of pocket money from my moms and dads.
You could be entirely 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 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 want it more. Once again I was too young and too na´ve to realize this is what he was doing to me today, as I aged I became much smarter to the techniques of the trade ... particularly pimps. What Peter was using 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, pose provocatively and wait to be approached by the man or guys 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 response was. 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 negotiate any of the costs. I believe it went something like $10 a hand job, $20 a blowjob and $50 a fuck. This is what they were trying to encourage me to do. Oh, It wouldn't be the very first time I 'd done it for money or presents, I 'd done it quite a few times with Linda, mostly older guys, but this would be my first full-time effort and in full view of the general public. The stigma of prostitute didn't stress me. At the time I saw this as a big video game, just a little fun. I truly wasn't seeing the bigger image and the consequences. Linda assured me that it would be okay, after all, she 'd been doing it for simply a year and had really few issues to date and look at Sally, her sibling, she 'd been on the game for over five years. I did so wish to say yes, but 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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