Friday, October 8, 2010

CHAPTER 5 - A new woman has emerged

My friend's mom wasn't very cool with me running away from home so she called my parents and took me back home. I was determined to get the fuck out of there. My mother attempted to have a talk with me about the recent events but I basically told her that I planned on getting a job to save money and move out of the house. She told me that I could not work while I was living under her roof; and that if I got a job, she would kick me out of the house. I got a job anyway and when I got back home from my first day of work...all my things were waiting for me outside the house. I guess she wasn't bluffing, hahaha. Benjamin took me to my mother's good friend's house who we called our aunt (aunt Nancy) because we had known her for a very long time. Aunt Nancy of course begged me to go back home and beg for my mother's forgiveness...I told her that I would rather live in the streets before going back, so she put up with me. I had a little bit of freedom because aunt Nancy worked a lot. She dropped me off at school in the mornings and I found a ride to work and sometimes back home, or she picked me up from work. I dated a bit, which she didn't like but I could care less. Finally when she felt so guilty about housing me, she told me I had to move out...I guess she figured that if she kicked me out, I would have no choice but to go back home. But she figured wrong. I asked my very good friend, Sarah if she could ask her parents permission for me to stay with them till I graduated high school and found a place. Her parents were very welcoming...they were also reasonable parents. Sarah was allowed to work, and she had a car, and a proper curfew...I definitely enjoyed living there. I spent thanksgiving and Christmas with them and finally I got approved for an apartment, my very own apartment. I was so excited!!! I really needed my freedom. I also got a credit card with $150 on it, lol. I applied to only one college, which had a great business program like I wanted because I knew I would get in. I did get in. My guidance counselor was very concerned about me but I knew I would be fine. I decided that I would strip while I was in college....that was how I entered into the adult entertainment industry.
I answered an ad that needed strippers for bachelor parties; the guy who ran the company was a complete douchebag and talked to the dancers very disrespectfully, but I worked with him a little because I needed the money and I knew that I wouldn't be working with him for very long. I made very good money with him, but I knew I couldn't work with someone that didn't deal with me respectfully so I started hunting for another gig. I answered an escort ad; I was naive....not knowing that escort was another name for prostitute, but even when I found out what it meant, I didn't really care. As long as I was getting paid well, and I did. But the guy who ran that company was a pimp and wanted me to give him all my hard earned money and in return he promised to "take care of me"...of course, that didn't work for me so I moved on. Then I answered another ad and it was the right fit. I was very popular because of my body type, plus I was 18, fresh out of high school...I was a lean, mean, fucking machine! lol. I made a lot of money with this company...the owner took a liking to me and we started dating, he spoiled me and treated me very well...I fell in love with him. Even though he had 3 kids by another woman, he treated me so well that it didn't matter. His house was amazing and he inspired and encouraged me to be my best self. He believed in me and made me feel/believe that I could have it all and I loved it.
But then.....every beginning must have and end. I found out that he had a fiance, gasp! I was so naive, I saw women's clothing and belongings at his home, but he told me they were his sister's and that she was in the process of moving out. I, like a dumb ass, believed him. One evening while we were at his home, I heard a car screech in the drive way and and out she jumps with a baseball bat and comes after me for "messing with her man". He got in the way and suggested that I left immediately. I was in so much shock! He was apologizing to her so I knew she wasn't lying...I left in disbelief. My heart was truly broken, crushed into pieces. It hurt so badly, I even cried for an hour. After I let it all out, I wiped my tears and it was time, yet again to take a step in another direction....I ended it with him and even though he came back begging me with gifts (which I accepted, lol) and told me that he was planning on leaving her, I didn't take him back. It was then I decided that I would leave him and his company all together and work as an independent escort, so I branched out on my own....

Chapter 4 - NEW CITY, NEW LIFE (additonal info)

I was so excited to come to the United States. I know the trip was very long, but I don't even recall being tired because I was so excited. Ben and I talked the whole time of what life would be like. Everything was fascinating in the United States. I was excited to go to school, I got enrolled in middle school while Ben took his GED to get enrolled in college. People were just as fascinated with me as I was with the U.S. They did ask stupid questions though; like "do you guys live in trees?", "do you speak English?". Hello!!! My English was better than theirs to begin with. Anyways, I still enjoyed school. I aced all my classes and I made some friends. I always made 100's; it was too easy! People were always shocked by how I made the grades with ease.
Life at home was exciting as well. I tried hot dogs, corn bread, burgers, etc for the first time. Although after a while, I got over it. I loved my native dishes (still do) too much. After the excitement of the U.S wore off, I started getting annoyed with my parents. They won't let me have or go to sleepovers with friends. My friend's mom wanted to take us to the movies and they told her no. I did all my chores (which was a lot; I was practically the maid), made good grades, and was an overall good child, yet I didn't get rewarded at all. My mother just wanted me to go to school, go to church, and come home. I started to resent my parents.
I got enrolled in soccer, which turned out to be a great sport for me and I excelled in it.
High school came; I still got the same lousy treatment from my parents but I hung in there and bit my tongue. It wasn't until junior year of high school that I had enough. They wouldn't even let me get a job to buy clothes and they didn't give me money for clothes; so my friend and I would shoplift. The only job I was allowed to have was as a soccer referee for kids, and then finally, they let me get a job at our church's daycare. I envied Ben, he got to drive (they didn't let me drive or get my permit and I was 17!!!) and have some freedom. They were afraid that I would get pregnant....they watched too much television. Like keeping me locked up in the house was going to stop me if I really wanted to have sex. I wanted to join the dance team; I auditioned and got in and then they told me I couldn't do it because I would be too close to the football players, lol.
That summer after school, we went to London to visit my grandmother (from my dad's side) for the first time and our two aunts (also from our dad's side). London was ton's of fun! My grandma was loving as a grandma would be. She made a fuss over us and we liked it. They were Jehovah's witness but my older aunt wasn't very religious. She was cool. She had a daughter and she had a sugar daddy supporting them. She pulled me to the side one day and said: "you see what you have between your legs? You use that to get whatever you want from men". I took that message to heart. On our way back to the states, I decided to lose my virginity and boy did things take a different turn after that.
I slept with a classmate that I really liked, then after that the captain of the football team, and a few others in between. I even had sex in the boys locker room with the captain was; it was all exciting, and I made sure that I used condoms of course...things started to get fun. I snuck guys into our basement and fucked them in Benjamin's room, I was having a blast! Then I started lying about having soccer games (I was on the Varsity team because I was that good, lol) and I would hang out with me friends. My mother caught on to me and busted me one night. I wasn't even apologetic. I told them, if they would give me some freedom, I wouldn't have to sneak out. I mean they wouldn't even let me hang out with my girlfriends for goodness sake!!!
One day, my very good girlfriend from high school (the one I did all my shoplifting with) and I went to wal-mart. I shoplifted the stupidest stuff and of course, I get caught. I've shoplifted way more stuff in the past but this time my items came up to $12, are you kidding me??? I was mad at myself for that one. They arrested me and took me into custody/holding cell. The warden (lady) begged me to call my mother, but I wasn't going to; finally she wore me down (I guess I do have a heart) and I called my mother; who was hysterical. Apparently, they called the cops but they knew nothing about me or my friends (because they didn't care to meet them) to tell the cops to give them "leads'. I knew I shouldn't have called, lol. Now I had to deal with that. My step-dad of course starts acting "holier than thou" and threatens to leave me in jail...I could care less...I didn't even want to talk to them in the first place!
The next morning, the judge let me go free since it was my first offense, provided that I show up on my court date. I get out and my step-dad is waiting for me...ugh! He was the last person I wanted to see. I didn't say a word to him and he didn't to me. He took me home and he left the house. I called my girlfriend and packed up most of my stuff. I was running away....