Lydia was standingbeside him with his arm around her waist. She was wearing a sexy blackskin-hugging dress that left almost nothing to the imagination...."What's going on here?" Arthur asked."We've kidnapped you," Lydia laughed."But why, Lydia? John, I can understand but you?" Arthur asked with asob. "Why are you doing this me?" You've been good to me Arthur. I may have even liked you as a friend,"Lydia admitted with a sultry grin, "but unfortunately I'm just not thatinto you."Arthur shook his. We started to chat, and she told me that after we split up, her desire for sex stopped. She would occasionally go out with some of her friends from work, but never anything more. I was a little amazed, and asked her how she survived."Oh, I get by. The kids keep me busy, and between them and work, I don't need anything more."She asked me about some of my past girlfriends. She was amazed that I had so many of them. We counted through 10 of them. She was also equally amazed that I had only had sex. After his divorce three years ago, Tony had buried himself in work. The recent trip to Alaska was a rare diversion and occurred only after his family planned a reunion aboard a cruise and rode him until he finally agreed to go. As for his social life, being in his mid-30’s, going to the bars and nightclubs wasn’t as appealing as it was in his younger days. After a few years of loneliness he found that meeting people online gave him the social outlet he was missing. He too had dabbled in cyber. I screamed longand loud and I'm not surprised my housemate, Andy, woke up and got up tosee what the matter was. But I'm getting ahead of myself. Before Andy had arrived in the lounge room I was losing weight, fast.Real fast. I was a chubby fellow for most of my life, always had troublegetting rid of fat but I lost over 20 years worth of bodily harm inseconds. I don't know where the fat was going but it was disappearing. Itfelt disgusting, like a thousand straws were drinking my fat away. .