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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 reveal about my life and myself will shock some and may even alienate others who may have been my fans. I make absolutely no apologies for my life, way of life or my actions in life to date.
I will mention the words woman of the street and prostitution and clear that away as quickly as possible. It should arrange the chaff from the corn, and those who do not want to read any further might leave the space now.
For those of you who are still interested well ... Hookers or woman of the streets come from several backgrounds, some do it to feed a drug habit ... others because they have a requirement for cash, and the list continues. The background of the female or even the man is various and varied. Some with bad education or a bad household. Some are extremely well educated and come from more upscale homes ... all I'm stating is there is nobody mould that makes a woman of the street ... it is said 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 teenager, full of raging hormones, who understood she liked sex and who just desired to go out and have fun and live wild, sex and fun 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 encouraged me to be even wilder. I had a good family. Dad a sea captain, who was away the majority of the time, going to far nations. Mom was an actress; appeared on stage in repertory theatres and acted with some widely known actors ... I need to state she was great at it. One sibling Sara, looked extremely alike physically and there was no mistaking we were siblings, long blonde hair and eyes of blue (same as the tune) but that was as far as it went. She was the practical academic one, always understood what she wanted in life, studied, went to university and became a legal representative ... took after dad ( 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 mom, a few of her leading men shared her bed when papa was away ... mind there was absolutely nothing to say dad wasn't doing the same thing ... you know sailors and their credibility, plus he was great looking. When checking out dad's ships or taking short sea voyages ... might compose a whole chapter on that alone, I was very familiar with sailors and ships . Here was a young most prepared charged up female teen-ager ready, raring to go. Who is presented to Peter Chang, who just occurs to be trying to find girls who are most willing, charged up and prepared to go ... what a powerful recipe. Most of the chronicles are from my memory of the time and from my diaries and picture's, even some remaining flyers from my escort days and images of ships that we visited that I have actually kept. They revive a great deal of memories. Mind with the money he made from prostitution and other nefarious participations he could manage it. That and the brand new Mercedes he constantly drove. At the time I was too young and too na´ve to know all that at the time. I was developing really perfectly and I knew it. I liked the concept that I might utilize 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 quickest of skirts and briefest of tops, walk around the shopping malls and pathways knowing that the men, old and young hand their eyes strongly fixed on our ass's.
Some of our more reasonable friends informed us that we were searching for trouble and heading for a downfall ... but what did they know, they, after all, were jealous of our properties and at that age, I understood 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 could manipulate and mould and might use in his organization ... the prostitution service. He was a gifted, soft-spoken, well-educated and very persuasive man. He made the business noise so simple and amazing , even going over the ethical issues of prostitution slowly encouraging me it was the right thing to do and being young and impressionable I fell right in. Now I was here in Peter Chang's house in addition to my friend Linda, both of them attempting to persuade and convince me to put those assets to good use. Linda had actually been a woman of the street in Peter's use for simply on a year now. You might state she was following in her sis's footsteps, who had actually been a hooker for a minimum of five years. I was both excited and frightened at the same time ... they made it sound so simple, so simple. Did I like making love? Yes, I did ... quite so. Was having money to invest in clothes and other personal luxurious items crucial to me? Well yes, it was, although I did get 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 offer you her area any longer, as soon as she returns you'll have to go ... but if I can discover you some alternative area I'll do my best for you Peter was utilizing the old reverse psychology. When you can't have something, that's when you want it more. Again I was too na´ve and too young to recognize this is what he was doing to me today, as I grew older I became much smarter to the tricks of the trade ... especially pimps. What Peter was providing 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 person or people plural. They would either troll past in their car (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 prices. I think it went something like $10 a hand task, $20 a blowjob and $50 a fuck. This is what they were trying to convince me to do. Oh, It wouldn't be the very first time I 'd done it for cash or gifts, I 'd done it several times with Linda, primarily older guys, but this would be my first full-time attempt and completely view of the general public. The stigma of prostitute didn't worry me. At the time I saw this as a big game, simply a little fun. I really wasn't seeing the larger picture and the effects. Linda assured me that it would be ok, after all, she 'd been doing it for simply a year and had very few problems to date and look at Sally, her sibling, she had actually been on the game for over 5 years. I did so want 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 however.
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