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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 expose about my life and myself will shock some and may even push away 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 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 wish to check out any further may leave the space now.
For those of you who are still interested well ... Prostitutes or hookers come from many various backgrounds, some do it to feed a drug practice ... others because they have a need for cash, and the list goes on and on. Some are really well informed and come from more upscale houses ... all I'm stating is there is no one mould that makes a woman of the street ... it is stated to be the worlds earliest profession.
Let me offer 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 occupation. Due to the fact that I believed it would be enjoyable, I did it. I was a full-bodied extremely na´ve teenager, filled with raving hormones, who understood she liked sex and who just wanted to head out and have a good time and live wild, sex and fun were the primary requirements. Being reasonable and logical 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. Father a sea captain, who was away most of the time, checking out far nations. Mom was an starlet; appeared on stage in repertory theatres and acted with some well-known actors ... I must state she was very good at it. One sister Sara, looked very alike physically and there was no mistaking we were sisters, long blonde hair and eyes of blue ( like the song) but that was as far as it went. She was the reasonable academic one, always knew what she desired in life, studied, went to university and became a lawyer ... took after daddy ( academic that is) ... she is five years older.
Me well I guess I took after mother. I liked men and I liked sex, so did mom, some of her leading men shared her bed when father was away ... mind there was nothing to say daddy wasn't doing the same thing ... you know sailors and their track record, plus he was good looking. I was very familiar with ships and sailors when visiting daddy's ships or taking brief sea trips ... could compose a entire chapter on that alone. So here was a young most prepared charged up female teen-ager prepared, raring to go. Who is presented to Peter Chang, who just occurs to be trying to find girls who are most willing, charged up and prepared to go ... what a powerful recipe. The majority of the chronicles are from my memory of the time and from my journals and photo's, even some leftover leaflets from my escort days and pictures of ships that we checked out that I have actually kept. They restore a lot of memories. Mind with the cash he made from prostitution and other dubious participations he might manage it. At the time I was too young and too na´ve to understand all that at the time. My finest buddy Linda and I would intentionally dress in the fastest of skirts and briefest of tops, walk around the shopping malls and walkways understanding that the men, old and young hand their eyes strongly fixed on our ass's.
A few of our more reasonable pals told us that we were trying to find trouble and heading for a failure ... but what did they know, they, after all, were jealous of our possessions and at that age, I knew everything and might look after my self. (So I thought). I was just the sort of girl that Peter Chang was trying to find, the raw product that he might mould and control and might use in his business ... the prostitution service. He was a talented, soft-spoken, well-educated and very persuasive man. He made business noise so easy and exciting , even discussing the ethical issues of prostitution gradually convincing 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 together with my friend Linda, both of them trying to encourage and encourage me to put those properties to good use. Linda had actually been a prostitute in Peter's utilize for just on a year now. You may say she was following in her sibling's steps, who had been a hooker for a minimum of five years. I was both thrilled and terrified at the same time ... they made it sound so basic, so easy. Did I like having sex? Yes, I did ... very much so. Was having money to spend on clothes and other individual elegant products important to me? Well yes, it was, although I did receive the most generous amounts of spending money from my parents.
You could be completely 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 have to go ... however if I can discover 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 desire it more. Again I was too na´ve and too young to recognize this is what he was doing to me right now, as I got older I ended up being much wiser to the tricks of the trade ... particularly 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 person 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 searching 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 negotiate 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 persuade me to do. Oh, It would not be the very first time I 'd done it for money or gifts, I 'd done it many times with Linda, mostly older men, but this would be my first full-time effort and in full view of the general 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 enjoyable. I really wasn't seeing the larger image and the consequences. Linda ensured me that it would be ok, after all, she had actually been doing it for just a year and had really few problems to date and look at Sally, her sibling, she had actually been on the game for over 5 years. I did so wish to say yes, however nerves were making me reluctant. We've all had those minutes. Do I?' Should I? Oh I a lot wish to but.
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