Chapter 11
We ate our food in silence, but I wasn't that hungry. What I'd just done was starting to kick in, and it was really bugging me. But I wasn't quite ready to bring it up.
Eddie found another empty lot and went into the back. We basically did the same routine as the night before, only a bit less awkward.
At the end, we were spooning and he was massaging me. But I wasn't quite enjoying it as much as the night before. I guess he could tell because he asked me quietly
"Did you like doing that kid behind Wendys?"
"Well, it felt kinda wrong, like I was raping him. But he wanted to do it, so it wasn't rape, was it?"
"No."
"That's good…"
We stayed in silence for a bit longer. I thought about it a bit more and added
"But it was prostitution, right?"
"Well..."
"It was. And yet that doesn't bother me as much. I guess its cause I'm making someone else happy, and someone else is enjoying my body. And after we were done, the kid told me he hadn't even kissed before, and then I came in and turned his world upside down. I just changed his life. Do you know how good that feels?"
"Yeah"
"How do you know?" I asked.
"I think I changed someone's life too"
"Really? Whose life did you change?"
"Well I'm hoping, yours"
I turned around and looked at him.
"You did!" I exclaimed and gave him the longest, wettest, most romantic French kiss ever. At least I think so.
And I realized he truly had changed my life. He gave me confidence. He gave me love I'd never gotten. He gave me hope for my future when a few short days ago I felt done.
I hoped I changed his life too. I hoped I brightened up his days, and made him feel loved. Because that's all I wanted to do. I wanted him to love me, and for me to love him back, and to change each others lives for the better.
I'll never know if I did change his life, but I like to think I did.
That night I snuggled him like a teddy bear. And that's what he was. My Eddie teddy.