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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 reveal about my life and myself will surprise some and may even alienate 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 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 even more may leave the room now.
For those of you who are still interested well ... Hookers or prostitutes come from many different backgrounds, some do it to feed a drug practice ... others because they have a requirement for cash, and the list goes on and on. Some are extremely well educated and come from more wealthy homes ... all I'm saying is there is no one mould that makes a prostitute ... it is stated to be the worlds oldest occupation.
I was a full-bodied very na´ve teenager, complete of raving hormonal agents, who understood she liked sex and who just wanted to go out and have enjoyable and live wild, sex and fun were the main requirements. Being logical and reasonable wasn't part of me at the time, plus having a friend like Linda didn't assist, however rather motivated me to be even wilder. I had a good family. Daddy a sea captain, who was away the majority of the time, going to far countries. Mom was an starlet; appeared on stage in repertory theatres and showed some popular stars ... I need to state she was great at it. One sibling Sara, looked very alike physically and there was no mistaking we were sis, long blonde hair and eyes of blue (same as the song) however that was as far as it went. She was the sensible academic one, constantly understood what she desired in life, studied, went to university and became a attorney ... took after father ( academic that is) ... she is 5 years older.
Me well I think I took after mother. I liked guys 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 papa wasn't doing the same thing ... you understand sailors and their credibility, plus he was good looking. I was really knowledgeable about sailors and ships when checking out daddy's ships or taking short sea trips ... might write a entire chapter on that alone. Here was a young most willing charged up female teen-ager all set, raring to go. Who is presented to Peter Chang, who simply happens to be searching for girls who are most willing, charged up and all set to go ... what a potent recipe. The majority of the chronicles are from my memory of the time and from my journals and photo's, even some remaining flyers from my escort days and images of ships that we visited that I have actually kept. They bring back a great deal of memories. Mind with the cash he made from prostitution and other nefarious participations he could afford it. At the time I was too young and too na´ve to understand all that at the time. My finest pal Linda and I would intentionally dress in the quickest of skirts and briefest of tops, walk around the shopping centers and pathways understanding that the guys, old and young hand their eyes securely fixed on our ass's.
A few of our more practical buddies informed us that we were searching for trouble and heading for a failure ... but what did they know, they, after all, were jealous of our possessions and at that age, I knew it all and might look after my self. (So I thought). I was simply the sort of woman that Peter Chang was searching for, the raw product that he might mould and control and might utilize in his business ... the prostitution service. He was a gifted, soft-spoken, well-educated and very persuasive guy. He made the business noise amazing and so simple , even discussing the moral concerns of prostitution slowly convincing 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 together with my friend Linda, both of them attempting to convince and convince me to put those possessions to great usage. Linda had been a woman of the street in Peter's employ for just on a year now. You might say she was following in her sister's steps, who had been a hooker for at least five years. I thrilled both was and scared at the exact same time ... they made it sound so simple, so easy. Well yes, it was, although I did receive the most generous amounts of pocket cash from my parents.
You could be entirely independent of them Lisa ... your own money. And anyway Lisa it's just for a week whilst Jennifer is away ill ... I can't use you her spot any longer, as soon as she returns you'll need 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 want it more. Once again I was too young and too na´ve to understand this is what he was doing to me today, as I aged I became much better to the techniques of the trade ... especially pimps. What Peter was offering 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 man or people plural. They would either troll past in their cars and truck (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 answer 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 rates. I believe it went something like $10 a hand task, $20 a blowjob and $50 a fuck. This is what they were attempting 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, primarily older guys, but this would be my first full-time attempt and in full view of the public. The stigma of woman of the street didn't stress me. At the time I saw this as a big game, simply a little bit of enjoyable. I really wasn't seeing the larger photo and the consequences. Linda assured me that it would be ok, after all, she 'd been doing it for simply a year and had really few problems to date and take a look at Sally, her sis, she 'd been on the game for over five years. I did so want to say yes, but nerves were making me reluctant. We've all had those moments. Do I?' Should I? Oh I so much desire to.
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