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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 expose about my life and myself will shock some and may even push away others who might have been my fans. I make definitely no apologies for my life, way of life or my actions in life to date. I will mention the words prostitute and prostitution and clear that away as quickly as possible. It ought to sort the chaff from the corn, and those who do not wish to check out any further may leave the space now. For those of you who are still interested well ... Prostitutes or hookers come from lots of various backgrounds, some do it to feed a drug routine ... others due to the fact that they have a need for money, and the list goes on and on. Some are extremely well educated and come from more upscale homes ... all I'm stating is there is no one mould that makes a prostitute ... it is said to be the worlds oldest occupation.

Let me give you a little insight into that background, my household and myself. I'm sure you will see I had no genuine factor to be drawn towards the occupation. I did it due to the fact that I thought it would be fun. I was a full-bodied extremely na´ve teenager, full of raging hormonal agents, who understood she liked sex and who just wished to go out and have a good time and live wild, sex and fun were the primary criteria. Being reasonable and sensible wasn't part of me at the time, plus having a good friend like Linda didn't assist, but rather encouraged 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 stars ... I need to state she was excellent at it. One sis Sara, looked very alike physically and there was no mistaking we were sis, long blond hair and eyes of blue ( like the tune) but that was as far as it went. She was the sensible studious one, always understood what she wanted in life, studied, went to university and ended up being a attorney ... took after father ( academic that is) ... she is five years older.

Me well I guess I took after mom. I liked men and I liked sex, so did mother, a few of her leading men shared her bed when dad was away ... mind there was nothing to state papa wasn't doing the same thing ... you know sailors and their reputation, plus he was good looking. When checking out father's ships or taking brief sea trips ... might write a whole chapter on that alone, I was extremely familiar with ships and sailors . Here was a young most ready charged up female teen-ager ready, raring to go. Who is introduced to Peter Chang, who simply occurs to be searching for girls who are most willing, charged up and ready to go ... what a potent dish. Most of the narrates are from my memory of the time and from my journals and photo's, even some leftover flyers from my escort days and photos of ships that we visited that I have kept. They bring back a lot of memories. Mind with the cash he made from prostitution and other wicked participations he might afford it. That and the brand new Mercedes he always drove. At the time I was too young and too na´ve to understand all that at the time. I was developing very perfectly and I knew it. I liked the concept that I might use and control guys with the swing of my hips and the size of my breasts. My best friend Linda and I would deliberately dress in the fastest of skirts and briefest of tops, walk the walkways and shopping malls understanding that the men, young and old hand their eyes firmly fixed on our ass's.

Some of our more reasonable buddies told us that we were trying to find trouble and heading for a failure ... however what did they know, they, after all, were jealous of our possessions and at that age, I knew everything and might take care of my self. (So I believed). I was just the sort of woman that Peter Chang was looking for, the raw material that he might control and mould and might use in his business ... the prostitution business. He was a gifted, soft-spoken, well-read and really persuasive guy. He made business sound so easy and amazing , even discussing 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 home together with my friend Linda, both of them trying to convince and encourage me to put those assets to great usage. Linda had actually been a prostitute in Peter's use for just on a year now. You may state she was following in her sibling's footsteps, who had been a hooker for at least five years. I thrilled both was and frightened at the same time ... they made it sound so easy, so easy. Did I like having sex? Yes, I did ... quite so. Was having money to spend on clothing and other individual glamorous items important to me? Well yes, it was, although I did receive the most generous quantities of pocket money from my parents.

You could be entirely independent of them Lisa ... your own cash. And anyway Lisa it's just for a week whilst Jennifer is away sick ... I can't use 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 best for you Peter was using 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 right now, as I aged I ended up being much smarter to the tricks of the trade ... especially pimps. What Peter was using was a piece of pavement in the red light district where I might ply for trade. All I needed to do was stand there, strut, pose provocatively and wait to be approached by the guy or people plural. They would either troll past in their car (Kerb crawling) or approach me on foot. If they were looking for a excellent time and see what the answer was, I would ask. 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 rates. I think it went something like $10 a hand job, $20 a blowjob and $50 a fuck. This is what they were attempting to encourage me to do. Oh, It would not be the very first time I 'd done it for money or gifts, I 'd done it numerous times with Linda, mainly older males, but this would be my very first full-time attempt and completely view of the public. The stigma of prostitute didn't fret me. At the time I saw this as a big video game, simply a little bit of enjoyable. I really wasn't seeing the bigger picture and the effects. Linda assured me that it would be ok, after all, she had actually been doing it for just a year and had really couple of issues to date and look at Sally, her sis, 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 minutes. Do I?' Should I? Oh I so much want to but.

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