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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 reveal about my life and myself will surprise some and might 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 rapidly as possible. It should sort the chaff from the corn, and those who do not wish to read any further might 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 habit ... others due to the fact that they have a need for cash, and the list goes on and on. Some are extremely well informed and come from more wealthy houses ... all I'm saying is there is no one mould that makes a prostitute ... it is stated to be the worlds earliest profession.
Let me provide you a little insight into that background, my family and myself. I'm sure you will see I had no real reason to be drawn toward the occupation. Due to the fact that I thought it would be fun, I did it. I was a full-bodied really na´ve teenager, filled with raging hormonal agents, who realized she liked sex and who just wished to head out and have fun and live wild, sex and fun were the primary requirements. Being sensible and sensible wasn't part of me at the time, plus having a buddy like Linda didn't assist, but rather motivated me to be even wilder. I had a good family. Daddy a sea captain, who was away most of the time, visiting far countries. Mother was an starlet; appeared on stage in repertory theatres and acted with some widely known actors ... I must state she was very good at it. One sis Sara, looked very alike physically and there was no mistaking we were siblings, long blonde hair and eyes of blue ( like the tune) however that was as far as it went. She was the practical studious one, constantly knew what she wanted in life, studied, went to university and became a legal representative ... took after dad (studious that is) ... she is 5 years older.
Me well I guess I took after mother. I liked males and I liked sex, so did mom, some of her leading men shared her bed when papa 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 great looking. I was very knowledgeable about ships and sailors when visiting father's ships or taking brief sea voyages ... might compose a whole chapter on that alone. Here was a young most prepared charged up female teen-ager prepared, raring to go. Who is presented to Peter Chang, who simply occurs to be looking for young girls who are most ready, charged up and ready to go ... what a potent dish. Most of the narrates are from my memory of the time and from my diaries and photo's, even some remaining flyers from my escort days and photos of ships that we visited that I have kept. They revive a lot of memories. Mind with the cash he made from prostitution and other wicked involvements he might manage it. At the time I was too young and too na´ve to understand all that at the time. My finest good friend Linda and I would intentionally dress in the shortest of skirts and briefest of tops, stroll around the shopping centers and sidewalks understanding that the guys, old and young hand their eyes securely fixed on our ass's.
A few of our more reasonable pals told us that we were trying to find trouble and heading for a failure ... however what did they understand, they, after all, were jealous of our properties and at that age, I knew it all and could look after my self. (So I thought). I was simply the sort of girl that Peter Chang was searching for, the raw material that he might mould and control and could utilize in his business ... the prostitution service. He was a gifted, soft-spoken, very persuasive and well-read male. He made business sound interesting and so simple , even discussing the ethical problems 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 apartment along with my friend Linda, both of them trying to convince and persuade me to put those assets to good use. Linda had actually been a woman of the street in Peter's use for just on a year now. You might say she was following in her sister's steps, who had been a hooker for a minimum of 5 years. I delighted both was and frightened at the same time ... they made it sound so basic, so easy. Did I like having sex? Yes, I did ... very much so. Was having money to invest in clothing and other individual luxurious items essential to me? Well yes, it was, although I did receive the most generous amounts of pocket money from my parents.
You could be totally independent of them Lisa ... your own money. And anyhow Lisa it's just for a week whilst Jennifer is away ill ... I can't provide you her area 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 finest 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 better to the techniques of the trade ... particularly pimps. What Peter was providing was a piece of pavement at a loss light district where I might ply for trade. All I had to do was stand there, strut, position provocatively and wait to be approached by the guy 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 searching for 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 just how much? I would tell them and I was not to work out 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 wouldn't be the first time I 'd done it for money or gifts, I 'd done it numerous times with Linda, primarily older men, however this would be my first full-time attempt and completely view of the general public. The stigma of prostitute didn't fret me. At the time I saw this as a big video game, just a little bit of fun. I really wasn't seeing the bigger picture and the repercussions. Linda ensured me that it would be ok, after all, she 'd been doing it for simply a year and had really few issues to date and take a look at Sally, her sibling, she 'd 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 so much wish to however.
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