.. Your ah, metabolism. Yeah, that's it, your metabolism is a bit screwed up so you don't need as much food and because you don't eat like you used to...you don't gain back your weight. That's what the problem is."This was not an answer. This was obviously an attempt at avoiding the answer. I had never seen Lisa not get right to the point. She was usually painfully honest and had a clear, straight forward scientific approach to everything but not in this instance.I decided that one of us needed. I took a half step back and my dick slipped out from between her legs to slap wetly against my lower belly. Lacey giggled and looked down between us. ‘Is that thing spring loaded or something?’ She asked with a grin. ‘Uh, something like that.’ She wiggled and slipped off the edge of the bench to stand right in front of me. Her hard nipples were pressed to my t-shirt at my lower ribs. Using both hands, she lifted my shirt until her nipples were against my bare skin. A quiver ran through both. One of the guys at the table looked up at me and then went back to his cards. I went up the stairs and heard noises to my left and I headed that way. I came to an open doorway and looked in at a scene from a pornographic movie. The woman was Jane and while they might have gotten her drunk to get her here, there was nothing drunken about the way she was behaving.She was naked and one man was between her legs pounding away at her pussy while she clutched him to her with her arms and legs. Another. "Stand and confess!", the Chief Functionary bellowed sharply, and the crowd complied smartly and fervently:"All is Law!"The Castigator echoed back the mantra in solemn ritual, his voice carrying unusual depth and mesmerizing melody for a single man, however powerful and unique he may be.Those that saw the Castigator and had not been granted such an honor before in their lives, were immediately left awestruck. Some of them even broke down weeping, pious fervor instantly occupying their hearts.