I can always pick someone else..." No it isn't that. I do want to help you," I said, rubbing my elbows self-consciously."Well then what is wrong. And ...on't say you feel sick. I can tell when you're lying," she said. I looked into her big eyes and realized she was sincerely concerned about me. I hung my head and tried to keep from crying."I'm sorry," I said."What? Why are you sorry," she said, putting her hand on my shoulder. I looked back up at her. She was biting her lip and furrowing her brow. But I digress. This is not a story about Radio but my life though my life kind of weaves around radio. Let me take you back to those early days of radio when AM radio was a major source of information and entertainment. No color TVs with 200 plus channels. 3 channels, ABC, NBC and CBS. PBS if you were lucky. There was the rare Dumont Network in some areas. No DVDs. You actually got out of the house and WENT to the movies.I was just 21 and working the evening shift at this AM station getting my. She walked across the room and got a bottle filled with a clear fluid. Ignoring my questions as to what it was, the unscrewed the lid, put some of the fluid between her hands and massaged my dick with it. It was some kind of lube, except that it felt like I was on fire. My already sensitive penis throbbed from the overstimulation and I moaned loudly, helplessly tugging at the cuffs. She lubed her hands up and rubbed the fluid into my balls, setting them ablaze as well. The feeling was so. ..Haley..” He murmured, now feverishly rubbing his penis while still cupping his balls with his other hand. Pierce’s circumcised dic twitched under his tight grip, as he pulled the loose skin over his head, and pulled it back down quickly. Pierce moaned quietly, “Haley...Oh Haley” as he increased the speed of which he pulled on his dic. Pre-cum leaked from his dic as he imagined Haley and him having sex in his bed. He imagined her naked nipples, soft and subtle, pushed up against his face, her.