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I have 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 expose about my life and myself will stun some and might even push away others who might have been my fans. I make definitely no apologies for my life, way of life or my actions in life to date.
I will point out the words prostitute and prostitution and clear that away as rapidly as possible. It needs to 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 ... Hookers or prostitutes come from lots of different backgrounds, some do it to feed a drug habit ... others since they have a need for money, and the list goes on and on. Some are extremely well educated and come from more upscale 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 understood she liked sex and who only desired to go out and have enjoyable and live wild, sex and fun were the main requirements. Being logical and sensible wasn't part of me at the time, plus having a friend like Linda didn't help, however rather motivated me to be even wilder. I had a good family. Dad a sea captain, who was away the majority of the time, visiting distant nations. Mom was an actress; appeared on stage in repertory theatres and acted with some popular stars ... I must state she was great at it. One sister Sara, looked really alike physically and there was no mistaking we were sis, long blonde hair and eyes of blue ( like the tune) but that was as far as it went. She was the practical academic one, constantly knew what she desired in life, studied, went to university and became a attorney ... took after daddy ( 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, some of her leading men shared her bed when father was away ... mind there was nothing to state dad wasn't doing the exact same thing ... you understand sailors and their credibility, plus he was great looking. When checking out father's ships or taking short sea voyages ... could write a whole chapter on that alone, I was really familiar with ships and sailors . So here was a young most ready charged up female teen-ager ready, getting ready to go. Who is presented to Peter Chang, who just happens to be trying to find girls who are most ready, charged up and prepared to go ... what a potent recipe. Most of the narrates are from my memory of the time and from my journals and image's, even some leftover flyers from my escort days and images of ships that we checked out that I have kept. They restore a great deal of memories. Mind with the money he made from prostitution and other dubious participations he could afford it. That and the brand new Mercedes he constantly drove. At the time I was too na´ve and too young to understand all that at the time. I was developing very well and I understood it. I liked the idea that I could use and control males with the swing of my hips and the size of my breasts. My buddy Linda and I would deliberately wear the fastest of skirts and briefest of tops, walk around the shopping centers and pathways knowing that the men, young and old hand their eyes firmly fixed on our ass's.
A few of our more reasonable buddies informed us that we were looking for problem and heading for a downfall ... however what did they know, they, after all, were jealous of our possessions and at that age, I understood it all and could take care of my self. (So I believed). I was simply the sort of woman that Peter Chang was searching for, the raw product that he might mould and control and might utilize in his business ... the prostitution company. He was a talented, soft-spoken, well-read and very persuasive guy. He made the business noise so simple and exciting , even discussing the ethical concerns of prostitution gradually encouraging me it was the ideal thing to do and being young and impressionable I fell right in. Now I was here in Peter Chang's apartment or condo along with my friend Linda, both of them trying to encourage and encourage me to put those properties to excellent use. Linda had actually been a prostitute in Peter's utilize for just on a year now. You might say she was following in her sibling's steps, who had been a hooker for at least five 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 spend on clothes and other individual glamorous products essential to me? Well yes, it was, although I did receive the most generous quantities 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 soon as she returns you'll need to go ... but if I can discover you some alternative location I'll do my finest 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 ended up being much wiser to the tricks of the trade ... specifically pimps. What Peter was offering was a piece of pavement in the red 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 guy or guys plural. They would either troll past in their automobile (Kerb crawling) or approach me on foot. If they were looking for a great time and see what the answer was, I would ask. From then on 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 costs. I believe 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 money or presents, I 'd done it many times with Linda, primarily older guys, but this would be my first full-time effort and in full view of the public. The preconception of prostitute didn't worry me. At the time I saw this as a big video game, just a little bit of fun. I actually wasn't seeing the larger picture and the effects. Linda assured 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 look at Sally, her sis, she had actually been on the game for over 5 years. I did so wish to say yes, but nerves were making me hesitant. We've all had those moments. Do I?' Should I? Oh I so much wish to however.
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