I took a deep breath. That sounded good, but it was a step too far. I was being silly, and it was time for me to leave.“Sorry, Jack,” I said, “I...'s been really, really lovely talking to you, but I need to get home now.”Disappointment flashed across his face, but he hid it quickly. “Ah, that's a shame,” he said, “I was really enjoying talking to you. You don't have to sit on my lap if you don't want to.”“I do want to,” I said, “but it's getting late. And I've only just met you. Maybe I could. But since I wasn't quite ready to go that far yet, having anonline substitute, even if it was more a mental fabrication for myself,was a pleasant replacement. When Foster responded positively to my newlook, it just reinforced those feelings. His next question was in thesame vein as his earlier suggestions."Ted, I haven't asked about how you dress day to day with your chastity.What do you wear over it? Boxers, briefs, or something else? Pantiesmaybe? I mean given how smooth you look now, I think. Sleeping with a beautiful girl who is pushing her free-floating bosom against my back, is rather settling and I slept quite comfortably.We all got to Carnegie Hall the next morning and in just under 3 and 1/2 hours, we went through the entire set without a hitch. Michael and Sarah did a wonderful job singing ‘I have Had the Time of My Life’ and we left at three pm ... scheduled to come back at six-thirty to get ready for an eight pm curtain.I needed a light back rub and a nap to catch up on. She dove right into the preparations with a vengeance and planned the whole thing. Fortunately she had some help from Kim who showed her how to coordinate the squad and manipulate the coach. Hey, that's me. Ouch.On the day of the party our poor little house was literally bulging at the seams. I of course spent the whole time gawking at a veritable sea of skimpy bathing suits. Some of the girls were even brash enough to wear thongs. Two of the girls complained of leg cramps which I had to.