HBTE Part 12

Descriptionwise he fell somewhere in the netherworld between degenerate and scruffily handsome. He was of medium height, slim bordering on thin, and possessed of the ability to lose weight almost as easily as he rode his old motorbike. This, alas, made him invaluable to FAP. He had won enough HDA credits to start stockpiling different foodstuffs in the basement of his house, which was newer than the bike, but worn on the outside. “This way,” he explained to her at their last tryst, “they don’t suspect anything and they leave me alone.”

Never one to parlay sex into favors before the HDA Laws, she had become what she herself thought of as a credit whore, although it was only with him. In exchange for sex, he gave her enough stockpiled food to keep their Food Underground program going. This way FAP members and their friends and acquaintances didn’t have to go out of their houses and chance being noticed by the HDA staff and sent off to weigh-ins and the Re-Ed Centers.

And this wasn’t the first time he had spied for FAP by going to a weigh-in (which as often as not yielded some credits for him since he lost weight periodically to pick up credits when he went).

“See how useful I can be?” he reminded her smugly as they lay in bed. He even smoked afterwards. So typical, she thought. Unfortunately he tended to do that well, too.

In thought and remorse and guilt, she visited her main significant other Leon, who was the opposite of Jack in size: tall and muscled and wonderfully fat. She of course visited Leon when she could, making manically sure to keep him out of the claws of the weigh-ins and Re-Ed Centers.

I’m sorry, Lee, she told him in thought. I love you, and I am trying to keep you safe. Forgive me. She was sure he would do exactly that if he knew.

But telling him was still just about the last thing she wanted to do. In the waking horror that had seemingly morphed from nightmare into actuality and become the stuff of their mostly underground lives, she wanted to cling to the idea of something whole and happy and loving.

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About franniez

Author of FatLand: A Novel and editor/author of Fat Poets Speak: Voices of the Fat Poets' Society, along with Kathy Barron, Anne Caplan, Corinna Makris and Lesleigh Owen.
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