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Well, a lot of are based on fact. 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 may even alienate others who may have been my fans. Although I'm sure a few of you will have read between the lines and already concerned that conclusion. I make absolutely no apologies for my life, way of life or my actions in life to date. It was my choice and my option alone. Like many people there are some parts I are sorry for and would change if I could, there are other parts I would do the very same once again, general I more than happy with my lot and have made a great living from my picked profession.
I will discuss the words woman of the street and prostitution and clear that away as quickly as possible. It needs to sort the chaff from the corn, and those who do not wish to read any further may 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 because they have a need for money, and the list goes on and on. Some are very well educated and come from more upscale homes ... all I'm stating is there is no one mould that makes a woman of the street ... it is said to be the worlds earliest occupation.
I was a full-bodied really na´ve teenager, full of raging hormones, who understood she liked sex and who only wanted to go out and have fun and live wild, sex and enjoyable were the main criteria. Being reasonable and sensible wasn't part of me at the time, plus having a buddy like Linda didn't help, but rather motivated me to be even wilder. I had a good family. Daddy a sea captain, who was away the majority of the time, checking out far countries. Mother was an starlet; appeared on stage in repertory theatres and showed some popular stars ... I need to say she was great at it. One sibling Sara, looked very alike physically and there was no mistaking we were siblings, long blond hair and eyes of blue ( like the tune) but that was as far as it went. She was the sensible studious one, always knew what she desired in life, studied, went to university and ended up being a attorney ... took after papa ( academic that is) ... she is five years older.
Me well I think I took after mother. I liked guys and I liked sex, so did mother, a few of her leading men shared her bed when dad was away ... mind there was nothing to say dad wasn't doing the very same thing ... you know sailors and their track record, plus he was excellent looking. I was very knowledgeable about sailors and ships when visiting father's ships or taking brief sea voyages ... might compose a whole chapter on that alone. So here was a young most prepared charged up female teen-ager prepared, raring to go. Who is presented to Peter Chang, who just occurs to be trying to find girls who are most ready, charged up and prepared to go ... what a powerful dish. Most of the narrates are from my memory of the time and from my diaries and picture's, even some leftover flyers from my escort days and pictures of ships that we went to that I have kept. They restore a great deal of memories. Mind with the cash he made from prostitution and other dubious involvements he might manage it. That and the brand new Mercedes he constantly drove. At the time I was too na´ve and too young to know all that at the time. I was establishing very nicely and I knew it. I liked the concept that I could use and manipulate men with the swing of my hips and the size of my breasts. My best friend Linda and I would intentionally dress in the quickest of skirts and briefest of tops, walk the shopping centers and pathways knowing that the men, old and young hand their eyes firmly fixed on our ass's.
Some of our more reasonable friends told 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 understood everything and might take care of my self. (So I believed). I was just the sort of girl that Peter Chang was searching for, the raw material that he could mould and manipulate and might utilize in his company ... the prostitution service. He was a talented, soft-spoken, extremely convincing and well-read guy. He made the business noise exciting and so simple , even talking about the ethical concerns of prostitution slowly persuading 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 home along with my friend Linda, both of them attempting to convince and persuade me to put those assets to great use. Linda had actually been a prostitute in Peter's utilize for simply on a year now. You might state she was following in her sister's steps, who had actually been a hooker for a minimum of 5 years. I delighted 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 money from my moms and dads.
You could be totally independent of them Lisa ... your own money. And anyway Lisa it's just for a week whilst Jennifer is away ill ... I can't provide you her spot any longer, as soon as she returns you'll need to go ... however if I can discover 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 desire it more. Once again I was too young and too na´ve to recognize this is what he was doing to me today, as I aged I ended up being much smarter to the tricks of the trade ... particularly pimps. What Peter was using was a piece of pavement at a loss light district where I could ply for trade. All I needed to do was stand there, strut, position provocatively and wait to be approached by the guy or men plural. They would either troll past in their cars and truck (Kerb crawling) or approach me on foot. I would ask if they were searching for a great 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 negotiate any of the prices. 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 very first time I 'd done it for cash or presents, I 'd done it numerous times with Linda, primarily 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 fret me. At the time I saw this as a big video game, just a bit of enjoyable. I actually wasn't seeing the larger image and the consequences. Linda guaranteed me that it would be okay, after all, she 'd been doing it for just a year and had extremely 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, however nerves were making me hesitant. We've all had those minutes. Do I?' Should I? Oh I a lot want to but.
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