Co-Worker Them Say Me Have White Liver

Details: Jul 25; Hits: 764

I am 23 and since I was 17, I have had boyfriends and been having sex. My mother realised that I was having sex from the time I started. She asked me about it and I admitted it.

She did not fuss. She told me to be careful and not to get pregnant. She said she would not tell my father. When I turned 18, I wanted sex all the time, and some men did it to me in such a nice way that I wanted it two or three times per day.

When I left high school, my desire was to study to become a nurse. I broke up with my first boyfriend, and the new guy did not encourage me to study. He delivered goods from Kingston to the rural areas and I used to travel with him. He had his spots where we used to stop and have sex. But most times he paid for a hotel.

When he got his pay, he used to give me most of it and told me not to spend all of it. I broke up with him when I realised that he had another girlfriend. He told me that he wanted more sex than I could give him because my mind was on nursing. He told me that the girl had more time for him, and he was renting a place for them. I cursed him, and we broke up. I am ashamed to tell you that I have had sex with 17 guys.

I got a little job in a company and there were five men, all of whom have had sex with me. They told our female boss that I was selling sex and she asked me if that was true. She told me that she was not going to condemn me, but I must make sure that they paid me well. She said I should charge each man $5,000 for sex.

I did not get to nursing school. I hate one of these guys because when he approached me for sex and I told him no, he called me a sex machine. Once, a man tried to get me involved in a parlour to do massage, but I did not know anything about this type of work. I decided that I would try it, but after the first few days I quit because I was warned that the police could raid the place on any day.

I went to HEART and learnt how to do hair, and now I am working in a hairdressing parlour. I am still living at my parents' home, and I have a steady boyfriend. He helps to take care of me. He does not know much about my background and I don't want him to. I have even started to go to church, but I am not a Christian.

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