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I have actually utilized 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 stun some and may even push away others who may have been my fans. I make absolutely no apologies for my life, way of life or my actions in life to date.
I will discuss the words prostitute and prostitution and clear that away as quickly as possible. It must sort the chaff from the corn, and those who do not want to read any further might leave the room now.
For those of you who are still interested well ... Prostitutes or hookers originate from several backgrounds, some do it to feed a drug habit ... others since they have a need for cash, and the list goes on and on. The background of the woman or even the man is various and varied. Some with poor education or a bad family. Some are very well informed and come from more affluent houses ... all I'm stating exists is nobody mould that makes a prostitute ... it is stated to be the worlds earliest profession. I came from a good family and was provided a personal education.
I was a full-bodied very naïve teen, full of raving hormonal agents, who understood 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 assist, but rather motivated me to be even wilder. I had a good family. Dad a sea captain, who was away most of the time, visiting faraway countries. Mom was an actress; appeared on stage in repertory theatres and showed some popular actors ... I must say she was great at it. One sibling Sara, looked really 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 studious one, constantly knew what she wanted in life, studied, went to university and became a attorney ... took after papa ( academic that is) ... she is 5 years older.
Me well I think I took after mom. I liked males and I liked sex, so did mother, some of her leading men shared her bed when father was away ... mind there was absolutely nothing to state papa wasn't doing the exact same thing ... you understand sailors and their reputation, plus he was excellent looking. I was very acquainted with ships and sailors when going to daddy's ships or taking brief sea trips ... could compose a whole chapter on that alone. So here was a young most ready charged up female teen-ager prepared, getting ready to go. Who is presented to Peter Chang, who just happens to be searching for girls who are most prepared, charged up and prepared to go ... what a powerful dish. The majority of the chronicles are from my memory of the time and from my diaries and picture's, even some remaining leaflets from my escort days and images of ships that we went to that I have actually kept. They revive a lot of memories. Mind with the cash he made from prostitution and other dubious involvements he could afford it. That and the brand new Mercedes he always drove. At the time I was too young and too naïve to understand all that at the time. I was establishing really perfectly and I understood it. I liked the concept that I might use and manipulate males with the swing of my hips and the size of my breasts. My buddy Linda and I would intentionally wear the quickest of skirts and briefest of tops, walk the shopping malls and sidewalks knowing that the men, old and young hand their eyes strongly fixed on our ass's.
A few of our more practical friends told us that we were looking for problem and heading for a failure ... but what did they know, 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 woman that Peter Chang was looking for, the raw material that he might mould and manipulate and might utilize in his organization ... the prostitution service. He was a gifted, soft-spoken, very convincing and well-read man. He made business sound so simple and exciting , even talking about the moral problems of prostitution slowly persuading 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 together with my friend Linda, both of them attempting to persuade and convince me to put those assets to great usage. Linda had actually been a woman of the street in Peter's use for just on a year now. You might state she was following in her sister's steps, who had been a hooker for at least five years. I was both delighted and terrified at the same time ... they made it sound so basic, so easy. Did I like having sex? Yes, I did ... quite so. Was having money to spend on clothes and other individual luxurious products important to me? Well yes, it was, although I did receive the most generous quantities of pocket money from my parents.
You could be entirely independent of them Lisa ... your own money. And anyway Lisa it's just for a week whilst Jennifer is away sick ... I can't use you her area any longer, as quickly as she returns you'll have to go ... however if I can find 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 naïve to realize this is what he was doing to me right now, as I got older I ended up being much better to the techniques of the trade ... especially pimps. What Peter was providing 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, pose provocatively and wait to be approached by the guy or people plural. They would either troll past in their car (Kerb crawling) or approach me on foot. If they were looking for a good time and see what the response 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 rates. I think it went something like $10 a hand job, $20 a blowjob and $50 a fuck. This is what they were attempting to convince 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, mostly older guys, however this would be my very first full-time attempt and in full view of the general public. The preconception of prostitute didn't stress me. At the time I saw this as a big video game, simply a little fun. I truly wasn't seeing the bigger image and the consequences. Linda guaranteed me that it would be okay, after all, she had actually been doing it for simply a year and had really couple of issues to date and look at Sally, her sis, she 'd been on the game for over five years. I did so wish to say yes, but nerves were making me reluctant. We've all had those moments. Do I?' Should I? Oh I so much desire to.
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