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Well, most are based on reality. I have 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 surprise some and may even alienate others who might have been my fans. I'm sure some of you will have read in between the lines and currently come to that conclusion. I make absolutely no apologies for my life, lifestyle or my actions in life to date. It was my option and my option alone. Like many people there are some parts I regret and would alter if I could, there are other parts I would do the very same once again, general I am happy with my lot and have made a great living from my selected profession. I will point out 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 check out any even more might leave the space now. For those of you who are still interested well ... Prostitutes or hookers originate from several backgrounds, some do it to feed a drug habit ... others because they have a requirement for cash, and the list goes on and on. The background of the woman and even the man is various and diverse. Some with bad education or a bad family. Some are extremely well informed and originated from more affluent houses ... all I'm saying exists is no one mould that makes a prostitute ... it is said to be the worlds earliest profession. I came from a good family and was provided a private education.

I was a full-bodied very na´ve teenager, complete of raging hormonal agents, who understood she liked sex and who just wanted to go out and have fun and live wild, sex and fun were the primary requirements. Being sensible and rational wasn't part of me at the time, plus having a buddy like Linda didn't help, 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, checking out distant nations. Mom was an starlet; appeared on stage in repertory theatres and showed some widely known actors ... I should say she was very good at it. One sis Sara, looked extremely alike physically and there was no mistaking we were sisters, long blond hair and eyes of blue (same as the tune) however that was as far as it went. She was the reasonable studious one, constantly knew what she wanted in life, studied, went to university and became a attorney ... took after dad ( academic that is) ... she is five years older.

Me well I think 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 state daddy wasn't doing the same thing ... you understand sailors and their reputation, plus he was excellent looking. When visiting dad's ships or taking brief sea voyages ... could compose a whole chapter on that alone, I was extremely familiar with ships and sailors . Here was a young most willing charged up female teen-ager ready, getting ready to go. Who is introduced to Peter Chang, who simply happens to be trying to find young girls who are most willing, charged up and all set to go ... what a powerful dish. The majority of the chronicles are from my memory of the time and from my diaries and image's, even some remaining leaflets from my escort days and images of ships that we checked out that I have kept. They restore a great deal of memories. Mind with the money he made from prostitution and other wicked participations he could manage 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 establishing really perfectly and I understood it. I liked the idea that I could utilize and manipulate males with the swing of my hips and the size of my breasts. My friend Linda and I would deliberately dress in the fastest of skirts and briefest of tops, walk the sidewalks and shopping malls understanding that the men, old and young hand their eyes securely fixed on our ass's.

Some of our more practical good friends informed us that we were searching for difficulty and heading for a failure ... but what did they know, they, after all, were jealous of our properties and at that age, I understood all of it and might take care of my self. (So I thought). I was just the sort of woman that Peter Chang was looking for, the raw product that he might mould and control and might use in his business ... the prostitution company. He was a gifted, soft-spoken, well-read and very convincing male. He made business sound so simple and amazing , even talking about the moral problems of prostitution gradually convincing me it was the best 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 encourage and convince me to put those possessions to good use. Linda had actually been a prostitute in Peter's employ for just on a year now. You may say she was following in her sis's footsteps, who had been a hooker for a minimum of five years. I delighted both was and frightened at the same time ... they made it sound so simple, so easy. Did I like having sex? Yes, I did ... quite so. Was having cash to spend on clothes and other individual elegant items crucial to me? Well yes, it was, although I did receive the most generous quantities of spending money from my parents.

You could be entirely independent of them Lisa ... your own money. And anyway Lisa it's only 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 find you some alternative location I'll do my finest for you Peter was utilizing the old reverse psychology. When you can't have something, that's when you want it more. Once 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 became much better to the techniques of the trade ... specifically pimps. What Peter was offering was a piece of pavement at a loss light district where I might ply for trade. All I needed to do was stand there, strut, present provocatively and wait to be approached by the man or people plural. They would either troll past in their automobile (Kerb crawling) or approach me on foot. If they were looking for a good time and see what the response 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 costs. I think it went something like $10 a hand job, $20 a blowjob and $50 a fuck. This is what they were trying to convince me to do. Oh, It would not be the very first time I 'd done it for cash or presents, I 'd done it many times with Linda, mainly older males, however this would be my very first full-time effort and in full view of the general public. The preconception of woman of the street didn't worry me. At the time I saw this as a huge game, simply a bit of enjoyable. I actually wasn't seeing the larger photo and the repercussions. Linda ensured me that it would be okay, 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 sister, she had actually been on the game for over five years. I did so want to say yes, however 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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