"Put your stuff in there." I only had a few thingsand stood up. I looked a little better and felt more confident."Go look in the mirror if you want an... then we're off. It's almost 12now and we have to be at Johnnie's by 2.30." How could I resist? I wentback to the bedroom, looked at myself and from this distance I feltgood. Closer up it would be tougher, but I was committed now.Chelsea drove to a small strip mall. I felt nervous meeting people likethis for the first time in broad daylight. But. “Thank you,” he said, “I feel much better.” “You?” said Ginger, “What about me? What happened to me?!”“I fed on your body hatred, Ginger,” he explained. “Those of us who work here, we’re a different sort of human. We need sustenance, but food does not completely satisfy. The only thing that really gives us energy is the feelings that other people suppress, the aspects of their bodies that are so unsatisfying that they take up their thoughts and fill them with self-loathing. We feed on those. “Soooo, with this sexless marriage of yours, have you ever had an affair?” I ask, as I place my right hand over his left, which he has resting on his thigh.“What?” “Don’t worry, I won’t tell Pat,” I tease, as I trace the outline of his wedding ring, “your secret’s safe with me.”I sense John is a little flustered as he switches the subject, “Never mind me. What about you? Why’s there no man in your life? I’m mean, you’re a very good looking woman.”“Why thank you John!” I tease, though I can’t. He said, “you have to take them as they will look really beautiful on you”.They were really beautiful and looked costly also. I was in two minds and was just watching what the waiter was doing. He had prepared tea and waiting. I was silent when he saw me and then asked that waiter to go and asked to prepare the bill as he will be checking out in 10 minutes.Finally, he went away. Then he was insisting me to accept that gift. After so much of yes and no, I finally accepted his gift. We exchanged.