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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 surprise some and may even push away others who may have been my fans. I make definitely no apologies for my life, way of life or my actions in life to date.
I will mention the words prostitute and prostitution and clear that away as quickly as possible. It ought to arrange the chaff from the corn, and those who do not wish to read any further might leave the space now.
For those of you who are still interested well ... Hookers or prostitutes come from lots of different backgrounds, some do it to feed a drug practice ... others because they have a requirement for cash, and the list goes on and on. Some are really well informed and come from more affluent houses ... all I'm stating is there is no one mould that makes a prostitute ... it is stated to be the worlds oldest occupation.
Let me provide you a little insight into that background, my family and myself. I'm sure you will see I had no real factor to be drawn toward the profession. I did it since I thought it would be fun. I was a full-bodied really na´ve teenager, loaded with raving hormonal agents, who understood she liked sex and who just wished to go out and have fun and live wild, sex and enjoyable were the main criteria. Being practical and logical 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. Dad a sea captain, who was away the majority of the time, visiting far countries. Mom was an actress; appeared on stage in repertory theatres and showed some popular stars ... I should state she was excellent at it. One sibling Sara, looked extremely alike physically and there was no mistaking we were sisters, long blonde hair and eyes of blue (same as the tune) but that was as far as it went. She was the practical studious one, constantly understood what she desired in life, studied, went to university and ended up being a lawyer ... took after dad (studious that is) ... she is 5 years older.
Me well I think I took after mother. I liked males and I liked sex, so did mom, a few of her leading men shared her bed when father was away ... mind there was nothing to say father wasn't doing the same thing ... you know sailors and their track record, plus he was excellent looking. I was extremely familiar with sailors and ships when visiting dad'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 all set, getting ready to go. Who is introduced to Peter Chang, who simply happens to be searching for girls who are most willing, charged up and ready to go ... what a powerful recipe. Most of the narrates are from my memory of the time and from my diaries and image's, even some leftover flyers from my escort days and photos of ships that we went to that I have kept. They restore a lot of memories. Mind with the cash he made from prostitution and other nefarious involvements he might manage it. At the time I was too na´ve and too young to understand all that at the time. My finest good friend Linda and I would intentionally dress in the quickest of skirts and briefest of tops, walk around the shopping centers and pathways understanding that the males, young and old hand their eyes firmly repaired on our ass's.
Some of our more practical friends told us that we were trying to find difficulty and heading for a downfall ... however what did they understand, they, after all, were jealous of our assets and at that age, I knew it all and could look after my self. (So I believed). I was just the sort of lady that Peter Chang was looking for, the raw product that he could mould and manipulate and could use in his service ... the prostitution service. He was a gifted, soft-spoken, well-read and really persuasive guy. He made the business sound so easy and exciting , even going over the ethical problems of prostitution slowly convincing 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 house along with my friend Linda, both of them attempting to encourage and encourage me to put those assets to excellent usage. Linda had been a prostitute in Peter's use for just on a year now. You might state she was following in her sibling's footsteps, who had been a hooker for a minimum of five years. I excited both was and terrified at the very same time ... they made it sound so easy, so simple. Well yes, it was, although I did receive the most generous quantities of pocket money from my parents.
You could be totally independent of them Lisa ... your own cash. And anyhow Lisa it's just for a week whilst Jennifer is away sick ... I can't provide you her area any longer, as soon as she returns you'll have to go ... however if I can find 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 want it more. Once again I was too young and too na´ve to understand this is what he was doing to me right now, as I grew older I ended up being much wiser to the techniques of the trade ... specifically pimps. What Peter was offering was a piece of pavement at a loss light district where I might ply for trade. All I had to do was stand there, strut, present 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. I would ask if they were trying to find a good time and see what the answer was. After that 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 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 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 many times with Linda, mainly older males, but this would be my first full-time effort and completely view of the public. The preconception of woman of the street didn't fret me. At the time I saw this as a huge game, just a little bit of fun. I actually wasn't seeing the bigger image and the effects. Linda guaranteed me that it would be okay, after all, she had actually been doing it for just a year and had extremely few issues to date and take a look at Sally, her sibling, she 'd been on the game for over 5 years. I did so want to say yes, but nerves were making me hesitant. We've all had those moments. Do I?' Should I? Oh I so much want to.
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