Professional Of Girl's Work

As a child I grew up in Buenos Aires, one of the poor neighborhoods. My father was a truck driver and he was away from home most of the time. On our floor lived a man on a pension from the military. He and my mother had sex when I was at school. I didn't know about it and neither did my father. I turned twelve.

My mother's lover asked her to tell me to let him take pictures of me. He took the pictures in his apartment. These were sex pictures. He asked me if I had a friend. When my father was home I told him. Fighting with my mother he found out about their affair. He took matters into his own hands, and was sent to jail. I was taken from my mother and sent to Miami to live with a relative.

She adopted me and I became a citizen, finished high school and went to college. I went to work for an import export company. I met a woman there who recruited me to pose as a pornography model. I got paid. I wanted to do it, I enjoyed doing it. She got me a job with a man she knew at a men's club. I got into prostitution. But what I really liked was being a model.

I heard my father died after he was released. My mother married another man and I didn't hear from her. My adoptive mother broke away. I made a lot of money In Miami, before moving to Las Vegas to work at a company men's club. After several years I was the manager. I married a man in the business. The one thing I did do, was prevent anyone around me working with young girls. I can't say that my experience when I was young was bad. I told my father because I was excited.