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I have utilized my own life's experiences and woven them into the material of my stories. I have no doubts, that what I am going to expose about my life and myself will shock some and may even alienate others who might have been my fans. I make definitely no apologies for my life, lifestyle or my actions in life to date.
I will point out the words woman of the street and prostitution and clear that away as rapidly as possible. It should arrange the chaff from the corn, and those who do not want to check out any further may leave the room now.
For those of you who are still interested well ... Hookers or woman of the streets come from many various backgrounds, some do it to feed a drug practice ... others due to the fact that they have a need for money, and the list goes on and on. Some are extremely well informed and come from more upscale houses ... all I'm stating is there is no one mould that makes a prostitute ... it is said to be the worlds oldest profession.
Let me provide you a little insight into that background, my household and myself. I'm sure you will see I had no genuine reason to be drawn towards the occupation. I did it due to the fact that I thought it would be enjoyable. I was a full-bodied very na´ve teen, filled with raging hormonal agents, who understood she liked sex and who just wanted to go out and have a good time and live wild, sex and enjoyable were the main requirements. Being sensible and reasonable wasn't part of me at the time, plus having a pal like Linda didn't assist, however rather encouraged me to be even wilder. I had a good family. Daddy a sea captain, who was away the majority of the time, going to distant countries. Mom was an actress; appeared on stage in repertory theatres and acted with some well-known stars ... I must state she was great at it. One sister Sara, looked really alike physically and there was no mistaking we were siblings, long blond hair and eyes of blue ( like the tune) however 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 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 mother, a few of her leading men shared her bed when papa was away ... mind there was absolutely nothing to state dad wasn't doing the exact same thing ... you understand sailors and their credibility, plus he was excellent looking. When going to father's ships or taking short sea trips ... might write a whole chapter on that alone, I was very familiar with ships and sailors . So here was a young most ready charged up female teen-ager prepared, getting ready to go. Who is presented to Peter Chang, who simply occurs to be looking for young girls who are most willing, charged up and all set to go ... what a potent recipe. The majority of the narrates are from my memory of the time and from my journals and picture's, even some leftover leaflets from my escort days and images of ships that we went to that I have kept. They revive a great deal of memories. Mind with the money he made from prostitution and other wicked participations he could manage it. At the time I was too young and too na´ve to understand all that at the time. My best buddy Linda and I would intentionally dress in the quickest of skirts and briefest of tops, stroll around the walkways and shopping malls understanding that the guys, young and old hand their eyes firmly fixed on our ass's.
Some of our more reasonable buddies told us that we were trying to find trouble and heading for a downfall ... however what did they understand, they, after all, were jealous of our possessions and at that age, I understood everything and might look after my self. (So I thought). I was simply the sort of girl that Peter Chang was trying to find, the raw material that he could mould and control and might use in his service ... the prostitution company. He was a gifted, soft-spoken, really persuasive and well-read man. He made business sound interesting and so easy , even going over 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 in addition to my friend Linda, both of them trying to convince and encourage me to put those assets to excellent use. Linda had been a prostitute in Peter's employ for just on a year now. You may state she was following in her sis's footsteps, who had been a hooker for a minimum of 5 years. I was both delighted and terrified at the same time ... they made it sound so simple, so easy. Did I like having sex? Yes, I did ... quite so. Was having money to invest in clothes and other personal glamorous items important to me? Well yes, it was, although I did get the most generous amounts of pocket money from my moms and dads.
You could be totally independent of them Lisa ... your own cash. And anyhow Lisa it's just for a week whilst Jennifer is away ill ... I can't offer you her area any longer, as soon as she returns you'll need to go ... but if I can discover you some alternative area I'll do my finest for you Peter was using the old reverse psychology. When you can't have something, that's when you want 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 got older I became much smarter to the techniques of the trade ... especially pimps. What Peter was providing was a piece of pavement in the red light district where I could ply for trade. All I had to do was stand there, strut, pose 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. If they were looking for a excellent time and see what the answer was, I would ask. 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 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 trying to convince me to do. Oh, It wouldn't be the very first time I 'd done it for money or presents, I 'd done it many times with Linda, mainly older males, however this would be my first full-time effort and in full view of the public. The stigma of prostitute didn't worry me. At the time I saw this as a big game, simply a little bit of fun. I actually wasn't seeing the larger picture and the effects. Linda ensured me that it would be okay, after all, she had actually been doing it for simply a year and had extremely couple of problems to date and take a look at Sally, her sibling, she 'd been on the game for over 5 years. I did so wish to say yes, however nerves were making me hesitant. We've all had those minutes. Do I?' Should I? Oh I so much want to.
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