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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 stun some and may even push away others who may have been my fans. I make absolutely no apologies for my life, lifestyle or my actions in life to date.
I will mention the words prostitute and prostitution and clear that away as rapidly as possible. It must arrange the chaff from the corn, and those who do not wish to check out any even more may leave the space now.
For those of you who are still interested well ... Prostitutes or hookers come from lots of different backgrounds, some do it to feed a drug routine ... others due to the fact that they have a need for cash, and the list goes on and on. Some are very well informed and come from more wealthy houses ... all I'm stating is there is no one mould that makes a prostitute ... it is stated to be the worlds oldest profession.
I was a full-bodied extremely na´ve teen, complete of raging hormonal agents, who realized she liked sex and who just desired to go out and have fun and live wild, sex and enjoyable were the main criteria. Being logical and reasonable wasn't part of me at the time, plus having a friend like Linda didn't help, but rather encouraged me to be even wilder. I had a good family. Daddy a sea captain, who was away the majority of the time, visiting faraway nations. Mom was an actress; appeared on stage in repertory theatres and showed some well-known actors ... I should say she was great at it. One sibling Sara, looked really 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 reasonable academic one, constantly knew what she wanted in life, studied, went to university and became a lawyer ... took after daddy ( academic that is) ... she is five years older.
Me well I think I took after mom. I liked males and I liked sex, so did mother, a few of her leading men shared her bed when father was away ... mind there was absolutely nothing to say daddy wasn't doing the same thing ... you know sailors and their credibility, plus he was excellent looking. I was really knowledgeable about ships and sailors when visiting papa's ships or taking brief sea trips ... might compose a whole chapter on that alone. So here was a young most ready charged up female teen-ager all set, getting ready 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 potent recipe. The majority of the narrates are from my memory of the time and from my journals and photo's, even some remaining flyers from my escort days and pictures of ships that we visited that I have actually kept. They restore a lot of memories. Mind with the money he made from prostitution and other wicked involvements he might afford 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 establishing extremely well and I understood it. I liked the concept that I could use and control males with the swing of my hips and the size of my breasts. My friend Linda and I would intentionally dress in the shortest of skirts and briefest of tops, walk the pathways and shopping centers understanding that the men, young and old hand their eyes strongly fixed on our ass's.
A few of our more practical buddies told us that we were looking for problem and heading for a failure ... but what did they know, they, after all, were jealous of our assets and at that age, I understood everything and could look after my self. (So I thought). I was simply the sort of girl that Peter Chang was trying to find, the raw product that he might mould and control and could use in his service ... the prostitution service. He was a gifted, soft-spoken, extremely persuasive and well-read guy. He made business noise amazing and so easy , even talking about the ethical concerns of prostitution slowly persuading 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 home together with my friend Linda, both of them trying to persuade and encourage me to put those assets to excellent usage. Linda had been a woman of the street in Peter's employ for just on a year now. You might state she was following in her sis's footsteps, who had been a hooker for at least five years. I excited both was and terrified at the same time ... they made it sound so easy, so easy. Did I like having sex? Yes, I did ... very much so. Was having cash to spend on clothing and other personal luxurious products essential to me? Well yes, it was, although I did get the most generous quantities of spending money from my parents.
You could be totally independent of them Lisa ... your own cash. And anyway Lisa it's just 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 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 desire it more. Once again I was too na´ve and too young to recognize this is what he was doing to me today, as I aged I became much better to the tricks 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 needed to do was stand there, strut, pose 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 approach me on foot. I would ask if they were looking for a good time and see what the response was. After that 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 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 first time I 'd done it for cash or gifts, I 'd done it several times with Linda, mostly older males, however this would be my first full-time attempt and in full view of the general public. The preconception of prostitute didn't stress me. At the time I saw this as a huge game, simply a little bit of fun. I truly wasn't seeing the bigger photo and the repercussions. Linda guaranteed me that it would be ok, after all, she 'd been doing it for simply a year and had really couple of problems to date and 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 moments. Do I?' Should I? Oh I so much want to however.
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