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Well, most are based upon truth. 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 stun some and may even push away others who might have been my fans. I'm sure some of you will have read between the lines and currently come to that conclusion. I make definitely no apologies for my life, way of life or my actions in life to date. It was my option and my choice alone. Like many people there are some parts I are sorry for and would alter if I could, there are other parts I would do the exact same again, general I enjoy with my lot and have actually made a excellent living from my picked occupation.
I will mention the words woman of the street and prostitution and clear that away as quickly as possible. It must arrange the chaff from the corn, and those who do not want to check out any even more may leave the room 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 habit ... others because they have a need for cash, and the list goes on and on. Some are really well informed and come from more affluent homes ... all I'm stating is there is no one mould that makes a prostitute ... it is said to be the worlds oldest profession.
I was a full-bodied really na´ve teenager, complete of raging hormonal agents, who recognized she liked sex and who just desired to go out and have fun and live wild, sex and fun were the primary criteria. Being rational and reasonable wasn't part of me at the time, plus having a pal like Linda didn't help, however rather encouraged me to be even wilder. I had a good family. Daddy a sea captain, who was away most of the time, visiting faraway countries. Mother was an starlet; appeared on stage in repertory theatres and showed some widely known actors ... I must say she was very good at it. One sister Sara, looked extremely alike physically and there was no mistaking we were sis, long blond hair and eyes of blue ( like the tune) however that was as far as it went. She was the sensible academic one, constantly knew what she desired in life, studied, went to university and became a attorney ... took after dad ( academic that is) ... she is 5 years older.
Me well I think I took after mom. I liked males and I liked sex, so did mom, some of her leading men shared her bed when daddy was away ... mind there was absolutely nothing to state daddy wasn't doing the very same thing ... you understand sailors and their track record, plus he was great looking. I was very knowledgeable about sailors and ships when going to daddy's ships or taking short sea trips ... could write a entire chapter on that alone. So here was a young most willing charged up female teen-ager prepared, raring to go. Who is introduced to Peter Chang, who simply happens to be trying to find young girls who are most prepared, charged up and prepared to go ... what a powerful recipe. Most of the chronicles are from my memory of the time and from my journals and image's, even some remaining flyers from my escort days and pictures of ships that we visited that I have actually kept. They revive a lot of memories. Mind with the cash he made from prostitution and other wicked involvements he could manage it. At the time I was too young and too na´ve to understand all that at the time. My finest friend Linda and I would deliberately dress in the fastest of skirts and briefest of tops, stroll around the shopping centers and sidewalks knowing that the males, young and old hand their eyes strongly fixed on our ass's.
A few of our more sensible good friends informed us that we were trying to find problem and heading for a downfall ... however what did they understand, they, after all, were jealous of our assets and at that age, I understood everything and could take care of my self. (So I believed). I was just the sort of woman that Peter Chang was trying to find, the raw product that he could mould and control and could use in his organization ... the prostitution organization. He was a gifted, soft-spoken, well-read and extremely convincing guy. He made business sound interesting and so simple , even discussing the moral issues of prostitution gradually encouraging 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 apartment in addition to my friend Linda, both of them attempting to convince and encourage me to put those properties to great use. Linda had actually been a woman of the street in Peter's employ for simply on a year now. You might say she was following in her sibling's steps, who had been a hooker for a minimum of 5 years. I was both excited and terrified at the same time ... they made it sound so simple, so easy. Did I like making love? Yes, I did ... very much so. Was having money to invest in clothing and other individual luxurious items crucial to me? Well yes, it was, although I did receive the most generous amounts of pocket money from my parents.
You could be entirely independent of them Lisa ... your own cash. And anyhow 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 need to go ... but if I can find 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 realize this is what he was doing to me right now, as I aged I became much smarter to the techniques of the trade ... particularly pimps. What Peter was providing 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 man or people plural. They would either troll past in their vehicle (Kerb crawling) or approach me on foot. If they were looking for a good 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 just how much? I would tell them and I was not to work out any of the costs. I believe it went something like $10 a hand task, $20 a blowjob and $50 a fuck. This is what they were attempting to persuade me to do. Oh, It wouldn't be the very first time I 'd done it for money or gifts, I 'd done it numerous times with Linda, mainly older males, however this would be my first full-time attempt and completely view of the general public. The preconception of woman of the street didn't stress me. At the time I saw this as a big game, just a little bit of fun. I really wasn't seeing the larger image and the effects. Linda ensured me that it would be ok, after all, she 'd been doing it for just a year and had extremely few problems to date and look at Sally, her sister, she had actually been on the game for over 5 years. I did so want to say yes, but 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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