East Side Sunsets

Chapter 3

"Well, people pay me for sex. I know it's bad, but at least it pays my bills. I needed money desperately, and I knew that sex is something that everyone is interested in, so it just seemed obvious."

Ponyboys eyes widened. I was so embarrassed that she could have sex with people aimlessly and I was having trouble just taking off my shirt in front of my boyfriend.

"But isn't prostitution illegal?"

He asked. She hesitantly nodded.

"Keep it on the down low. Or spread the word so I can get more customers."

She winked.

"Wait, so that's what all that noise was about that first day we moved in!"

I said. Ponyboy nodded understandingly. I could see how this girl was a prostitute. She wore a leather skin tight dress, and had black make up on. Lucky enough, Ponyboy doesn't like girls like that.

"Yeah, i have at least two people a day."

My eyes widened.

"You have sex that many times a day?! How is it so meaningless? I mean, don't you regret any of it?"

I say to her. Ponyboy grabs onto my hand.

"No. I don't have any regrets in life. Sure, I would love to have a civil relationship like yours, but in reality, it just can't happen. Most guys that pay me are grown men with wives and kids. It's impossible to love any of my clients, but I need money."

I felt bad for Jess. I really did. She has been traumatized with the work she does. She's been too traumatized to ever love anyone.

"Anyway, you two get back to your baby. I have a 10 PM appointment. Night!"

She says to us and then walks out of the house.

"Well, that was odd. We just met a prostitute. I can't say that's ever happened before."

I said. I was still somewhat in shock. All of the stories she told us just seemed so genuine, yet so complicated.

"She's so young, too. That's the sad part. She doesn't know what this could lead to, Lucy. I feel bad for her."

Said Ponyboy. I snuggled next to him and closed my eyes.

I felt him get up And pick me up. He carried me to my room and laid me on the bed. I could feel him take off my clothes and put on a big, old t-shirt. Then he tucked me into my side of the bed, and went to the opposite side. He took off his shirt and pants. He just slept in shorts most nights, and I didn't mind.

"I could have changed myself, you know."

I whispered to him. He pulled me closer to him, spooning our bodies together. He kissed me on my cheek and wrapped his arm around my waist.

"I wanted to save you the trouble."

I chuckled. I knew he wanted to have sex so desperately, and so did i. But I wanted the timing to be perfect.

"Pony, can I ask you something?"