I’d just like to get the inside track on stories in return.”Tom was silent for a minute. “That may be the way we can lessen the danger on someth...ing we are going to have to do. Sarah, how late can you get a story in for tomorrows paper?”“If I tell Harry its front page worthy, he can hold the presses till midnight.”“Charlie, can I use your phone?” Tom asked excitedly, “I gotta call Dad right away. I don’t want to use the radio for this.”“Sure, you can take it in the other room if you want.”We. When I finally got them up to my crotch, I had to fight to stretch the material wide enough to accommodate my sack. It was a safe bet they wouldn't be popping out on their own. When I released my grip on the material, it snapped back. I felt like I castrated myself. Once the initial shock was over, it wasn't too bad. But, man, were they ever snug.The rubber body suit was a piece of work. Both intimidating and enticing. Heavy, thick, gleaming black. A nice effect against the off white pantyhose.. Now that my cock was once again poking her in the ass, she tried to move it again, this time grabbing my bare cock and pushing it down out of her ass crack. She must not’ve realized what it was, because she wasn’t shocked or surprised. She waited a few seconds and was still being poked, so she tried moving it again, but to no avail. Once she found out that she couldn’t move it, she decided to move. She slid back as far as she could until she was right up against me. She slid back far. I am the eldest of a family of four kids, two boys and two girls. At the time I was seventeen. We lived in a small town, and my parents were well respected. I did well at school, played and succeeded in sports. I was and still am living an intense inner life fantasising on my sporting exploits and sensual encounters. In those days, it was just as normal for teenage boys as well as girls to be baby-sitting at their parent’s friends and neighbours to make a few bucks. For myself, I baby-sat.