Let's say my first job wasn't really a job. I went through all the years of scouting from cubs to cadet, from cadet to Militia (which was the weekend Militia) after school there was a bus for all the cadets to go straight from school to the army base and I was paid. In between I was also working as busy boy in my town's only Chinese restaurant which was owned by an ex-Shaolin Monk who quit the order to get married (yes I know it's not usual, but it does happens). I wasn't getting paid to work in its restaurant, we have settled my payment by being provided with free private Shaolin kung Fu lessons, which is why I am today a Shaolin master - well, I'm a level 10 which means I'm not yet a master since the level 10 is just below the master level... but I challenge anybody to come and try to beat the shit out of me - I'm not invincible, a bullet can kill me, but on man to man combat you better pray for your salvation hahaha. The monk may have left the order to marry, but it didn’t change the fact that he was gay and I did have many sexual intercourse with him. I was 15 and he was 40 years old. When he died at the age of 54 of a heart attack I brought his remain back to China as it is the tradition. Nobody new about our relation. For them I was the private student bringing back its master to the mother land. I am the only Canadian with the Chan clan Kung Fu style.
Alright so these were my first job as a young turk, I also taught Jiu jit Su when I was 15 because I had started martial art at the age of six and at 9 I had my black belt in jiu jit su, a green belt in Karate Shotokan as well... so those were practically my first jobs, between school, athletic (I'm a sprinter and almost qualified for the provincial Olympic - but I had no support from my parents), They were too busy to care.
At 17 years old I have enrolled in a program called Youth Canada World (it wasn't a job “per se†because I had to finance my own travel) but the Youth Canada World brought me to Venezuela to help built a stair among the mountains so the people living in the mountains could walk down to the village to get food and other stuff. I spent 6 months in Guajiros in Venezuela (a small village of indigenous people still living in the dark ages.) That's where I met my second great love who is today the mother of my eldest children Mariah-Sandra. My first great love with whom I was with since 13 years old died of a car accident when we both turned 17, and that's what prompt me to go to Venezuela to change my mind... I've lost not only my greatest friend but my first hetero love (yes I still had boys in between, but back then girls where more important to me).
Later the same year I came back to Canada, and I was penniless after leaving nearly $2000 American to my Venezuelan girlfriend so she could eventually join me in Canada. A friend of mine who was studying in college introduce me to strip dancing, and well, I had the look, the body and the will to make it so I did it. I started to strip dancing in bars and clubs and made enough money to start my first year in university. I never finish high school, I dropped out of the high school when I was 16. The high school was too boring for me. For many years (since I was 7 years old) I had followed my dad in its international missions as a doctor without borders across the world and what have learned in all the places I went could not compete with my high school degree. So I was in my late 17 going on 18. I started the steps to get my Venezuelan girlfriend to come to Canada, but this was going to take some times obviously because she had no education and Canada was very strict as to whom can enter the country.
So I danced in gay and girl clubs up to my 18 years old - yes, they didn't know I was 17. Anyway, nobody cared back then I was a black twink with a baby face and a huge penis. That's all they cared about. Same year my friend introduce me to escorting - fucking people women and men and get highly paid for it was very good for me since I was a sex crazed late teenager. So I made quite a lot of money from it. Since was from a wealthy family, managing money never was a problem with me, I've learned pretty young that money doesn't grow on trees (money is made with tree, but until they turned into paper trees worth nothing lol – well I’m not a lumberjack so LOL). So yes, I became an escort.
At age 18, there was a very interesting course I wanted to follow from the University of Paris, I got it from a French specialized periodic magazine (Monde Diplomatique) and it was the first course I was hoping to take at university level. I applied for Diplomatic studies and moved to France for few years after I've got accepted (because of my numerous travel and mission I did with my dad when he was a doctor without borders). The course was a 2 years length. And when I arrived in Paris I had to deal with the economic situation which was definitely not good back then. Yes I had money, but my parents were the kind even though we were wealthy not to send money blindly and I hated to ask. So my friend in Paris introduced me to a gay porn studio (why? Because I was gay despite my girlfriend, I had a huge penis and a hot body/face and an appetite for sex that was perfect for the role) so I could do some photo shoots and perhaps some videos if they'd like me. They did!
So at age 18 (1994) I was in France, Paris working for one of the most renowned Gay movie producers in Europe. The company was named Jean-Daniel Cadinot (JDC). I became a JDC porn performer. Started with photo shoots and worked my way up to becoming a porn performer fucking the guys that I fancy the most; blond dudes from Germany, France, England, Netherlands, Czech Republic for a year and half while taking my courses at the University of Paris (Sorbonne). In between I also became a very high ranked and in demand escort. Gay black twinks in Germany (where I was actually assigned) are very rare (mostly if they are twinks) so I end up doing few video clips in Germany and a lot of money too.
When I finished my courses, I went back to Canada and my Venezuelan girlfriend was granted access to Canada. Finally! Rich of a certificate from la Sorbonne in diplomatic studies, I enroll as an adult for Sociology at UQAM (I was accepted without condition, because a certificate from La Sorbonne is gold in social sciences). While doing my BA in sociology, I enrolled into a new program which was initiated by the city of Montreal to help street youths to connect with the community health clinic. It was a sort of an outreach working program where I and many others were browsing the streets and convince youth about the danger of AIDS and other STDs, we were distributing condoms and clean syringes and all that in a very informal fashion. This program was an initiative of the city of Montreal and the Government of Quebec to help eradicate AIDS and STDs among the street youth of Montreal which was a really high concern back then. I was paid by the provincial government. Through this program, not letting go of my BA in Sociology I was also paid to take a certificate in crisis Intervention (which lasted the length of the program - a year and half).
In between, my Venezuelan girlfriend was in Canada and we had a kid - My joy and pride Maria-Sandrah - my first child. I was 20 years old. Having a kid meant that we needed more money so I postponed my studies in sociology to focus on the program and I started helping few companies to organize their business. Because I am from a business oriented family, I was trained quite young to manage businesses. This activity became one of my spear head and I enrolled at the University of Montreal (the HEC – Hautes etudes commerciales) for a certificate in business management. So I was a young father with a job and a study program and a girlfriend to care about.
I finished my course at University of Montreal with glowing colors and while I was doing so I became a project manager for starting businesses… I made a lot of cash from this as I’m extremely organized and focus and many businesses in Montreal have my signature in their processes. Things where not going well with my girlfriend and I. We have decided to take a break and that is when I decided to move to Toronto. I was 23 years old. I left everything behind, girlfriend, daughter, house, car EVERYTHING. Once in Toronto I went to York University to enroll for sociology and continue what I had started in Quebec. My English back then was horrible and still is hahahaha. But York U had Glendon College which is a French language department of the university and I continued and finished my degree in sociology there at the same time entering Psychology program.
I always was a project guy and I used to write many project plans for upcoming business… one of the project I wrote was a peers helping peers program including a social housing project which I sold to the government of Ontario for 300K. That 300k bought my house (which I still own- fully paid NO MORTGAGE).
In Toronto while being in university for my Sociology degree and psychology degree I started doing customer service for the oldest Phone company in the country, Bell Canada, and from Bell Canada after a year and half I moved to a more technical world with Millennium Care, a software company who had created a ticketing software. From them I moved to SAP, from SAP I moved to CIBC (bank) from CIBC I became a NOC (Network Operation Center consultant), from that I became a Desktop Analyst. Yes it was a drastic turn from Social sciences to IT. I always was good with computers no matter if they are Mac or PC I know them both very well.
In 2007 I created my own company in translation and French as a second language training. And up to this that’s what I do. I worth millions but it wasn’t given easily, yes I’m from a rich family but my accomplishment are mine. My parent never invested a darn penny in my ventures. I made it happen.
I met my husband Alex I was 29, he was 19… (On June 26th 2014 it will be our second year wedding anniversary) I paid all his studies all the way from College to doctorate degree as a surgeon. In between I had pursue my doctorate in anthropology, I have many degrees and certificates. But yet my name is Jake and I have no regrets of what I did. I’m filthy rich, I have 5 children, two of my own and three adopted with my baby Alex. It wasn’t easy but I made it. When my parents die I won’t need their inheritance. But I’ll use their money to glorify them.
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