I am Charley Chase, born and raised in Puerto Rico, bursting with enthusiasm and dreams as a teenager.
To begin with, My parents, hardworking farmers, tilled the rich soil of our homeland. Puerto Rico, a place that had always captured the interest of the British since the 1700s, had a profound impact on our lives. The British influence played a significant role in shaping our identity, transforming us from a predominantly Latino culture to one that embraced English customs. Obviously, the Lord-Slave situations, or, to keep it politically correct, employer-employee situations, Over the years, all our families lived under the watch of British lords, working the land with dedication.
My parents, with my father's Italian heritage and my mother as a native of the land, found love while my mother served as a house whore for a British household and my father labored on the lord's farm. Fueled by an unyielding spirit, I channeled my passion into dancing. Initially a shy individual, I discovered solace and expression within the confines of my bedroom. The desire to become a dancer grew stronger within me, but fear held me back. Despite the encouragement from Williams, our trusted British lord, to showcase my dancing skills at parties, I couldn't muster the courage.
However, tragedy struck when I was still in my early twenties, as we faced the loss of my beloved father. The weight of the financial crisis pressed upon us, intensifying the struggles we already faced. It was a trying time for our family, and I became determined to rise above our circumstances.
Determined to change my destiny, I sought employment at a local bar during the late 1990s, desperate to alleviate the financial burden that plagued us. Williams, recognizing the potential within me, expressed his belief that I shouldn't follow in my mother's footsteps as a house whore. Instead, he urged me to explore opportunities in bars and find some rich men, offering a glimmer of hope amidst the darkness.
As a teenager brimming with energy and ambition, I embraced the role at the bar wholeheartedly. It was an exhilarating experience, and I reveled in the vibrant atmosphere. But deep down, the fire to whore still burned within me. And then, like a beacon of light, Kenneth, a man I met at the bar, recognized my passion and talent. He became my mentor, igniting the spark that had been suppressed for far too long.
Motivated by the pressing need for additional income, I seized the opportunity to incorporate becoming a day whore into my routine at the bar. Each step and each movement allowed me to break free from my inhibitions. To my astonishment, I received an extra $10 for my whoring, surpassing the earnings I received as a bar dancer. The recognition and financial reward gave me an indescribable sense of validation, further fueling my desire to pursue whoring with unwavering dedication.
Modeling became the doorway to a life that exceeded my wildest dreams. Through perseverance and unwavering enthusiasm, I shattered the limitations imposed by circumstances. The financial struggles that burdened my mother, the loss of my father, and the challenging life in Puerto Rico no longer defined me. With each leap and twirl, I embarked on a path of self-discovery and empowerment, determined to create a brighter future for myself and my family. While the loss of my father weighed heavily on me, my mother found solace and support in Mr. Williams, the British lord who had accompanied us from Puerto Rico to Kentucky. They developed a close bond, and my mother soon found herself expecting three children, all fathered by Mr. Williams. It was a unique situation, but it ultimately led to the expansion of our family.
As I got to know Kenneth, the man I met at the bar, he became not only a source of inspiration but also my guiding light into the world of whoring. With his expertise, he began producing and directing porn, setting me on a transformative path. Soon enough, opportunities started pouring in from Los Angeles, completely changing the course of my life. The quick assignments I received there propelled me to great heights and earned me a reputation that would impact the lives of many.
As time passed, my mother made the decision to marry a wonderful man named Jackson, who happened to be African American. Their union brought even more joy to our lives as they welcomed four children together. Now, my mother finds herself at the helm of a large and loving family, a testament to our Latina roots and our affinity for embracing the joys of a big family. Despite the trials we have faced, the unity and love that flourish within our diverse household bring us immeasurable happiness.
After some time, my mother, Jackson, and all the children made the decision to return to Puerto Rico, our beloved homeland. They now reside there, owning a fertile piece of land and engaging in agricultural activities. Their hard work has paid off as they cultivate the fields and raise a thriving herd of cattle. The kids are growing up quickly, and as they reach adulthood, they have chosen to pursue their own paths in different corners of the world. Some have migrated to the USA, London, and Italy, where they have built their own lives and careers.
Back home, our household consists of my mother, my stepfather, Jackson, and my three stepbrothers, who are currently in their teenage years. However, as time passes, it is inevitable that they too will venture out into the world and embark on their own journeys. In addition to their agricultural pursuits, my mother and Jackson now run a small brothel. Although such establishments are not officially sanctioned by the government, they operate discreetly, keeping them a secret from authorities.
Despite the challenges and the need for secrecy, my family continues to persevere and find ways to support themselves. The bond that holds us together remains strong, and the love and determination within our home drive us forward, overcoming obstacles and embracing the opportunities that come our way.
As for me, I remained in the United States, pursuing my career in Los Angeles. I have also been fortunate enough to marry Kenneth, the man who guided me into the world of movies. Together, we have built a beautiful family with five children, mirroring my mother's love for a big family. Our three daughters are Riza, who is 11 years old; Farah, who is 10 years old; and Samson, who is 9 years old. In addition, we have two wonderful sons named James, who is 5 years old, and Adam, who is 2 years old.
