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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 reveal about my life and myself will shock some and may even push away others who may have been my fans. I make absolutely no apologies for my life, lifestyle or my actions in life to date.
I will discuss the words prostitute and prostitution and clear that away as rapidly as possible. It should sort the chaff from the corn, and those who do not wish to check out any even more might leave the space now.
For those of you who are still interested well ... Hookers or woman of the streets come from numerous different backgrounds, some do it to feed a drug habit ... others because they have a need for money, and the list goes on and on. Some are really well informed and come from more affluent homes ... all I'm saying is there is no one mould that makes a prostitute ... it is stated to be the worlds oldest occupation.
Let me give you a little insight into that background, my household and myself. I'm sure you will see I had no genuine factor to be drawn toward the profession. I did it due to the fact that I believed it would be enjoyable. I was a full-bodied very na´ve teen, full of raging hormonal agents, who recognized she liked sex and who only wanted to head out and have fun and live wild, sex and enjoyable were the main requirements. Being reasonable and rational 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 the majority of the time, visiting distant nations. Mother was an actress; appeared on stage in repertory theatres and acted with some widely known actors ... I must state she was great at it. One sister Sara, looked really alike physically and there was no mistaking we were sisters, long blond hair and eyes of blue (same as the song) but that was as far as it went. She was the practical academic one, always knew what she wanted in life, studied, went to university and became a legal representative ... took after dad ( academic that is) ... she is five years older.
Me well I guess I took after mom. I liked males and I liked sex, so did mom, some of her leading men shared her bed when papa was away ... mind there was nothing to state dad wasn't doing the very same thing ... you know sailors and their credibility, plus he was good looking. When checking out papa's ships or taking brief sea trips ... might compose a entire chapter on that alone, I was really familiar with ships and sailors . So here was a young most willing charged up female teen-ager prepared, raring to go. Who is introduced to Peter Chang, who just takes place to be trying to find young girls who are most prepared, charged up and ready to go ... what a powerful dish. The majority of the chronicles are from my memory of the time and from my journals and photo's, even some leftover flyers from my escort days and images of ships that we checked out that I have kept. They revive a great deal of memories. Mind with the cash he made from prostitution and other nefarious participations he might manage it. That and the brand new Mercedes he constantly drove. At the time I was too young and too na´ve to know all that at the time. I was establishing really perfectly and I understood it. I liked the concept that I could use and control males with the swing of my hips and the size of my breasts. My best friend Linda and I would deliberately dress in the quickest of skirts and briefest of tops, walk the pathways and shopping malls knowing that the men, old and young hand their eyes securely fixed on our ass's.
A few of our more sensible pals told us that we were looking for trouble and heading for a failure ... but what did they know, they, after all, were jealous of our properties and at that age, I understood everything and might take care of my self. (So I believed). I was simply the sort of woman that Peter Chang was looking for, the raw material that he could control and mould and might use in his organization ... the prostitution service. He was a talented, soft-spoken, well-read and very persuasive man. He made business sound so easy and interesting , even discussing the moral problems 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 house together with my friend Linda, both of them trying to convince and encourage me to put those assets to excellent use. Linda had been a woman of the street in Peter's use for just on a year now. You may say she was following in her sis's steps, who had actually been a hooker for a minimum of five years. I was both delighted and scared at the same time ... they made it sound so easy, so easy. Well yes, it was, although I did get the most generous quantities of pocket money from my moms and dads.
You could be entirely independent of them Lisa ... your own money. And anyhow Lisa it's just for a week whilst Jennifer is away sick ... I can't offer you her spot any longer, as soon as she returns you'll need to go ... but 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 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 got older I became much wiser to the techniques of the trade ... especially pimps. What Peter was using was a piece of pavement at a loss light district where I might ply for trade. All I needed 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 car (Kerb crawling) or walk up to me on foot. I would ask if they were looking for a good time and see what the answer 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 work out 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 attempting to persuade me to do. Oh, It wouldn't be the first time I 'd done it for money or gifts, I 'd done it quite a few times with Linda, mainly older men, but this would be my very first full-time attempt and completely view of the public. The stigma of woman of the street didn't worry me. At the time I saw this as a huge video game, simply a little fun. I truly wasn't seeing the bigger photo and the consequences. Linda ensured me that it would be okay, after all, she 'd been doing it for simply a year and had extremely couple of problems to date and take a look at Sally, her sister, she had actually been on the game for over five years. I did so wish to say yes, however nerves were making me reluctant. We've all had those moments. Do I?' Should I? Oh I a lot wish to however.
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