..”“No. You’ll never be able to see me as anything other than a potential meltdown. It’s now or never, Mike. You choose.”“That’s just it...” I replied. “It doesn’t have to be! I said we can take it slowly!”She shook her head, “No, we can’t. Like Atalanta in Zeno’s Paradox, we’ll never reach the end of the path.”She moved towards the door, and I had nothing left to say, so I let her walk out and pull the door shut behind her. I stood and looked at the door, wondering if I should go after her. I. She wanted me to give her a reason - an excuse not to go home just yet. Then she turned and glumly got in her car and drove off.I had a feeling this wasn't the last I would see of Tina.I was right in my assessment. It took about a week, but one day when I got home there was a message from my answering service. I called them up and they told me a woman named Tina called and said to call her sometime before 4:30 that afternoon.Since it was only 3:00 at the time, I called the number they gave me.. When she did return we were all sitting at the kitchen table with our books doing homework and enjoying a snack. For the rest of the week, we played pretty much the same. I could not find a safe way for me to have some time alone with either one of them. I got the feeling that they had become as frustrated with the situation as I. Once we had tasted the forbidden fruit, going only half way did not satisfy us. But, we feared trying anything late at night even though Julie and I had taken care of. ”“I can believe it! That’s incredible. He’s wearing a chastity belt voluntarily?”“Well, not at first. I complained that he was masturbating too much and it annoyed me. It meant he was less attentive to me than when he’s horny, if you know what I mean.”“I definitely know what you mean,” said Linda. “Bruce has been going without since we started going to the Club’s parties. You can see how easy it is for me to talk him into things when we get home.”“Exactly. Don’t you love it?”“You know, I really.