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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 reveal about my life and myself will shock some and may even push away others who might have been my fans. I make absolutely 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 sort 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 originate from 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. The background of the female or even the man is different and diverse. Some with bad education or a poor household. Some are extremely well educated and come from more affluent houses ... all I'm saying exists is no one mould that makes a woman of the street ... it is said to be the worlds oldest occupation. I came from a good family and was offered a personal education.
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 thought it would be enjoyable. I was a full-bodied very na´ve teen, full of raving hormones, who understood she liked sex and who only wished to head out and have a good time and live wild, sex and fun were the primary requirements. Being logical and practical wasn't part of me at the time, plus having a good friend like Linda didn't assist, 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, going to far nations. Mother was an starlet; appeared on stage in repertory theatres and showed some popular actors ... I should state she was great at it. One sis Sara, looked very alike physically and there was no mistaking we were siblings, long blonde hair and eyes of blue ( like the tune) however that was as far as it went. She was the sensible academic one, constantly understood what she wanted in life, studied, went to university and became a lawyer ... took after papa ( academic 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 daddy was away ... mind there was absolutely nothing to state dad wasn't doing the very same thing ... you know sailors and their credibility, plus he was good looking. When visiting papa's ships or taking short sea voyages ... could write a entire chapter on that alone, I was very familiar with ships and sailors . So here was a young most willing charged up female teen-ager ready, raring to go. Who is presented to Peter Chang, who just takes place to be searching for girls who are most ready, charged up and all set to go ... what a powerful recipe. Most of the chronicles are from my memory of the time and from my journals and image's, even some leftover leaflets from my escort days and photos of ships that we visited that I have actually kept. They restore a great deal of memories. Mind with the money he made from prostitution and other dubious participations he might manage it. That and the brand new Mercedes he always drove. At the time I was too na´ve and too young to understand all that at the time. I was establishing very perfectly and I understood it. I liked the idea that I could use and control guys with the swing of my hips and the size of my breasts. My friend Linda and I would deliberately dress in the shortest of skirts and briefest of tops, walk the shopping malls and walkways knowing that the men, old and young hand their eyes securely fixed on our ass's.
Some of our more reasonable good friends told us that we were looking for trouble and heading for a downfall ... but what did they know, they, after all, were jealous of our properties and at that age, I understood everything and could take care of my self. (So I thought). I was simply the sort of lady that Peter Chang was searching for, the raw material that he could mould and control and could use in his organization ... the prostitution organization. He was a gifted, soft-spoken, well-read and extremely persuasive man. He made the business sound exciting and so easy , even going over the moral issues of prostitution slowly 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 house in addition to my friend Linda, both of them trying to convince and encourage me to put those properties to great usage. Linda had been a prostitute in Peter's employ for simply on a year now. You may state she was following in her sis's footsteps, who had been a hooker for at least five years. I thrilled both was and scared 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 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 ill ... I can't provide you her area any longer, as quickly 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. Again I was too young and too na´ve to realize this is what he was doing to me today, as I aged I became much wiser to the techniques of the trade ... particularly pimps. What Peter was using was a piece of pavement in the red light district where I might ply for trade. All I had to do was stand there, strut, posture provocatively and wait to be approached by the person or guys plural. They would either troll past in their vehicle (Kerb crawling) or walk up to me on foot. If they were looking for a great time and see what the response was, I would ask. After that it was just 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 prices. I think it went something like $10 a hand job, $20 a blowjob and $50 a fuck. This is what they were trying to convince me to do. Oh, It would not be the very first time I 'd done it for cash or gifts, I 'd done it several times with Linda, primarily older males, however this would be my first full-time effort and in full view of the general public. The stigma of woman of the street 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 picture and the consequences. Linda ensured me that it would be ok, after all, she 'd been doing it for simply a year and had very few problems to date and take a look at Sally, her sis, 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 moments. Do I?' Should I? Oh I so much want to.
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