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Well, many are based upon truth. I have actually used my own life's experiences and woven them into the fabric of my stories. I believe, that what I am going to reveal about my life and myself will shock some and may even alienate others who may have been my fans. Although I'm sure a few of you will have checked out between the lines and already concerned that conclusion. I make definitely no apologies for my life, way of life or my actions in life to date. It was my choice and my choice alone. Like the majority of people there are some parts I are sorry for and would alter if I could, there are other parts I would do the exact same once again, total I more than happy with my lot and have made a excellent living from my chosen occupation. I will mention the words prostitute and prostitution and clear that away as quickly as possible. It needs 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 originate from various backgrounds, some do it to feed a drug habit ... others since they have a requirement for money, and the list goes on and on. The background of the woman and even the man is different and diverse. Some with bad education or a poor household. Some are very well educated and come from more wealthy homes ... all I'm saying is there is no one 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 extremely na´ve teen, complete of raving hormonal agents, who realized she liked sex and who just desired to go out and have fun and live wild, sex and enjoyable were the primary requirements. Being logical and practical wasn't part of me at the time, plus having a good friend 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 the majority of the time, going to faraway countries. Mother 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 really alike physically and there was no mistaking we were sis, long blonde hair and eyes of blue ( like the tune) however that was as far as it went. She was the practical academic one, always knew what she desired in life, studied, went to university and became a attorney ... took after papa ( academic that is) ... she is five years older.

Me well I think I took after mother. I liked men and I liked sex, so did mother, a few of her leading men shared her bed when papa was away ... mind there was absolutely nothing to state father wasn't doing the same thing ... you understand sailors and their credibility, plus he was excellent looking. When going to dad's ships or taking short sea trips ... might write a entire 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, raring to go. Who is presented to Peter Chang, who just takes place to be searching for girls who are most ready, charged up and all set to go ... what a potent recipe. The majority of the narrates are from my memory of the time and from my diaries and image's, even some leftover flyers from my escort days and pictures of ships that we went to that I have kept. They revive a lot of memories. Mind with the cash he made from prostitution and other dubious involvements he might afford it. That and the brand new Mercedes he constantly drove. At the time I was too na´ve and too young to understand all that at the time. I was developing really well and I understood it. I liked the concept that I might utilize and control men with the swing of my hips and the size of my breasts. My friend Linda and I would deliberately dress in the quickest of skirts and briefest of tops, walk around the sidewalks and shopping centers understanding that the men, young and old hand their eyes firmly fixed on our ass's.

A few of our more reasonable buddies told us that we were searching for problem and heading for a downfall ... but what did they know, they, after all, were jealous of our possessions and at that age, I understood all of it and might look after my self. (So I believed). I was just the sort of lady that Peter Chang was searching for, the raw material that he could control and mould and might utilize in his service ... the prostitution business. He was a gifted, soft-spoken, well-read and extremely persuasive man. He made the business noise amazing and so easy , even going over the ethical problems of prostitution slowly 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 along with my friend Linda, both of them attempting to encourage and persuade me to put those possessions to excellent usage. Linda had been a woman of the street in Peter's use for simply on a year now. You might say she was following in her sis's steps, who had actually been a hooker for at least five years. I was both delighted 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 cash to spend on clothing and other personal glamorous products essential to me? 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 cash. And anyway Lisa it's just for a week whilst Jennifer is away sick ... I can't offer you her spot any longer, as soon as she returns you'll need to go ... however if I can find you some alternative area 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. Once again I was too na´ve and too young to realize this is what he was doing to me today, as I got older 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 men plural. They would either troll past in their automobile (Kerb crawling) or walk up to 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 simply 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 costs. I believe it went something like $10 a hand task, $20 a blowjob and $50 a fuck. This is what they were attempting to convince me to do. Oh, It would not be the first time I 'd done it for money or gifts, I 'd done it quite a few times with Linda, mostly older males, but this would be my very first full-time attempt and in full view of the public. The stigma of prostitute didn't stress me. At the time I saw this as a big game, simply a little fun. I actually wasn't seeing the bigger photo and the effects. Linda ensured me that it would be okay, after all, she 'd been doing it for just a year and had very couple of issues to date and look at Sally, her sister, 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 a lot want to but.

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