..I was determined to be 'chaste' for him, in spite of the fact that my efforts could never be fully appreciated by Jack! So, ultimately, it was for m...y benefit that I observed these long, drawn-out, chastity observances! But even so, my dedication was to Jack, and if by remaining truly chaste (and not just in word, but in actual deed), pleased him in some fashion---then that's what motivated me the most!Later, when I finally arrived at Jack's glory hole, I was so primed and ready to blow my. The feeling of contentment was back. Cuddling with Colleen was giving me a great deal of pleasure.Too bad everything would soon blow up in my face.The quiet and early hour gave me time to consider Colleen. Her auburn hair was spread out but not especially messy from sleep. Colleen stood medium tall; about five foot six. Her frame was not quite generous: more like just right. I estimated her breasts at a very generous thirty-four "C" and her nipples were what men describe as "puffies." Her. I stood silent thinking that I was done. I raised my eyes and looked at her. She had a smile on her face. She leaned over, took her chunni and whispered: “I didn’t know that you were this big”. Saying this she gently began to touch and fondle my rod. This was the first time a woman was touching me in a sensual way. I leaned forward a little and started kissing her. Things steamed up, within seconds my hands were running all over her sexy body and the kiss was getting more a more. Oh, wait, I guess it’s the girl who’s not your girlfriend and not holding hands with another girl. Did I suss that out or what?”“First try even,” Phil joked. “It’s not a problem about Tiffany and Molly, is it?”“You tell me,” Ted said with half a shrug. “I don’t know either of them so how would I know if it’s a problem?”Phil rolled his eyes.“Oh, you mean do I care if they hold hands?” Ted asked as though he just figured it out. “I don’t care at all. Stacy won’t care either.”“How about the fact.