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Well, a lot of are based upon fact. I have actually utilized my own life's experiences and woven them into the material of my stories. I believe, that what I am going to expose about my life and myself will stun some and may even push away others who may have been my fans. Although I'm sure some of you will have checked out between the lines and currently concerned that conclusion. I make definitely no apologies for my life, way of life or my actions in life to date. It was my choice and my option alone. Like many people there are some parts I are sorry for and would alter if I could, there are other parts I would do the exact same once again, general I more than happy with my lot and have made a good living from my picked occupation.
I will mention the words prostitute and prostitution and clear that away as quickly as possible. It should sort the chaff from the corn, and those who do not want to check out any further may leave the room now.
For those of you who are still interested well ... Prostitutes or hookers come from numerous various backgrounds, some do it to feed a drug habit ... others since they have a requirement for cash, and the list goes on and on. Some are very well educated 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 earliest profession.
I was a full-bodied very na´ve teen, complete of raving hormones, who realized she liked sex and who just wanted to go out and have fun and live wild, sex and enjoyable were the main requirements. Being practical and sensible 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. Daddy a sea captain, who was away most of the time, visiting distant countries. Mom was an actress; appeared on stage in repertory theatres and showed some well-known actors ... I need to state she was great at it. One sister Sara, looked very alike physically and there was no mistaking we were sis, long blonde hair and eyes of blue ( like the tune) however that was as far as it went. She was the sensible studious one, constantly understood what she desired in life, studied, went to university and became a legal representative ... took after daddy ( academic that is) ... she is 5 years older.
Me well I think I took after mom. I liked men and I liked sex, so did mom, some of her leading men shared her bed when dad was away ... mind there was absolutely nothing to state father wasn't doing the same thing ... you understand sailors and their reputation, plus he was great looking. I was really knowledgeable about ships and sailors when checking out papa's ships or taking brief sea trips ... could write a whole chapter on that alone. So here was a young most willing charged up female teen-ager prepared, getting ready to go. Who is presented to Peter Chang, who simply happens to be searching for girls who are most prepared, charged up and all set to go ... what a potent dish. The majority of the narrates are from my memory of the time and from my journals and image's, even some remaining leaflets from my escort days and images of ships that we went to that I have kept. They restore a great deal of memories. Mind with the cash he made from prostitution and other wicked involvements he might afford it. That and the brand new Mercedes he always drove. At the time I was too young and too na´ve to know all that at the time. I was establishing really nicely and I knew it. I liked the idea that I might use and control guys with the swing of my hips and the size of my breasts. My friend Linda and I would intentionally wear the shortest of skirts and briefest of tops, walk around the malls and walkways understanding that the men, old and young hand their eyes securely fixed on our ass's.
Some of our more sensible good friends informed us that we were trying to find difficulty and heading for a failure ... however what did they understand, 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 believed). I was just the sort of girl that Peter Chang was looking for, the raw product that he could mould and control and might use in his company ... the prostitution company. He was a talented, soft-spoken, well-read and extremely convincing guy. He made the business sound so easy and interesting , even going over the moral issues 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 along with my friend Linda, both of them trying to persuade and convince me to put those possessions to great use. Linda had actually been a prostitute in Peter's use for simply on a year now. You might state she was following in her sis's footsteps, who had actually been a hooker for a minimum of 5 years. I thrilled both was and terrified at the exact same time ... they made it sound so easy, so simple. Well yes, it was, although I did receive the most generous amounts of pocket cash 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 ill ... 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 area 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 young and too na´ve to recognize this is what he was doing to me today, as I aged I ended up being much wiser to the techniques of the trade ... especially pimps. What Peter was providing was a piece of pavement at a loss light district where I could ply for trade. All I needed to do was stand there, strut, pose provocatively and wait to be approached by the person or men 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 response was, I would ask. From then on 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 encourage me to do. Oh, It would not be the first time I 'd done it for cash or gifts, I 'd done it many times with Linda, mostly older men, but this would be my very first full-time effort and completely view of the public. The stigma of prostitute didn't worry me. At the time I saw this as a big game, simply a little bit of enjoyable. I really wasn't seeing the larger photo and the consequences. Linda ensured me that it would be okay, after all, she had actually been doing it for simply a year and had extremely couple of problems to date and look at Sally, her sister, she 'd been on the game for over 5 years. I did so want to say yes, but nerves were making me reluctant. We've all had those minutes. Do I?' Should I? Oh I so much desire to.
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