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I have actually 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 reveal about my life and myself will shock some and may even push away others who may 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 quickly as possible. It must sort the chaff from the corn, and those who do not want to read any even more might leave the space now.
For those of you who are still interested well ... Prostitutes or hookers originate from various backgrounds, some do it to feed a drug habit ... others due to the fact that they have a requirement for money, and the list continues. The background of the female or perhaps the man is different and varied. Some with bad education or a bad family. Some are extremely well educated and come from more upscale homes ... all I'm stating exists is nobody mould that makes a prostitute ... it is stated to be the worlds oldest profession. I came from a good family and was given a personal education.
Let me give you a little insight into that background, my household and myself. I'm sure you will see I had no real reason to be drawn towards the profession. I did it because I believed it would be fun. I was a full-bodied very na´ve teenager, filled with raving hormonal agents, who recognized she liked sex and who just wanted to go out and have fun and live wild, sex and enjoyable were the main requirements. Being sensible and sensible 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 most of the time, visiting far countries. Mother was an actress; appeared on stage in repertory theatres and showed some widely known stars ... I must say she was great at it. One sibling Sara, looked really alike physically and there was no mistaking we were sis, long blond hair and eyes of blue ( like the song) however that was as far as it went. She was the reasonable studious one, always knew what she wanted in life, studied, went to university and ended up being a legal representative ... took after papa ( academic that is) ... she is five years older.
Me well I guess I took after mom. I liked men and I liked sex, so did mother, a few of her leading men shared her bed when daddy was away ... mind there was nothing to say daddy wasn't doing the very same thing ... you know sailors and their reputation, plus he was good looking. When visiting daddy's ships or taking brief sea trips ... could compose a whole chapter on that alone, I was really familiar with sailors and ships . Here was a young most ready charged up female teen-ager prepared, getting ready to go. Who is presented to Peter Chang, who just occurs to be looking for girls who are most prepared, charged up and prepared to go ... what a potent dish. The majority of the chronicles are from my memory of the time and from my diaries and image's, even some remaining flyers from my escort days and images of ships that we went to that I have actually kept. They bring back a great deal of memories. Mind with the cash he made from prostitution and other nefarious involvements he might afford it. That and the brand new Mercedes he always drove. At the time I was too na´ve and too young to understand all that at the time. I was developing very nicely and I knew it. I liked the idea that I could utilize and manipulate guys with the swing of my hips and the size of my breasts. My buddy Linda and I would intentionally wear the fastest of skirts and briefest of tops, walk around the shopping malls and sidewalks 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 searching for trouble and heading for a failure ... but what did they know, they, after all, were jealous of our assets and at that age, I understood it all and could take care of my self. (So I thought). I was simply the sort of woman that Peter Chang was looking for, the raw product that he could mould and control and might utilize in his service ... the prostitution service. He was a talented, soft-spoken, extremely persuasive and well-read male. He made business sound so simple and exciting , even going over the moral problems of prostitution slowly encouraging 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 in addition to my friend Linda, both of them attempting to persuade and convince me to put those possessions to excellent use. Linda had been a prostitute in Peter's employ for just on a year now. You might say she was following in her sis's footsteps, who had actually been a hooker for at least five years. I was both delighted and scared at the exact same time ... they made it sound so basic, so simple. Well yes, it was, although I did get the most generous amounts of pocket money from my moms and dads.
You could be completely independent of them Lisa ... your own cash. And anyhow Lisa it's only for a week whilst Jennifer is away ill ... I can't provide you her spot any longer, as quickly as she returns you'll have to go ... but 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. Again I was too na´ve and too young to realize this is what he was doing to me today, as I grew older I became much better to the techniques of the trade ... especially pimps. What Peter was using was a piece of pavement in the red light district where I might ply for trade. All I had to do was stand there, strut, position provocatively and wait to be approached by the man or guys 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. 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 negotiate any of the costs. I think it went something like $10 a hand task, $20 a blowjob and $50 a fuck. This is what they were trying to persuade me to do. Oh, It wouldn't be the very first time I 'd done it for cash or presents, I 'd done it several times with Linda, primarily older males, however this would be my very first full-time attempt 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 little bit of fun. I actually wasn't seeing the bigger photo and the consequences. Linda guaranteed me that it would be okay, after all, she had actually been doing it for just a year and had very couple of problems to date and look at Sally, her sister, she 'd 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 moments. Do I?' Should I? Oh I so much desire to.
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