Tag: erectile dysfunction
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We Won’t Be Needing These
The contents of Reed’s briefcase scattered across the cherry-wood floor. Papers flew, pens and markers rolled, and there was the bottle of pills staring at me; or maybe I was staring at the bottle. I scrambled to pick up everything and put it on the table. The toilet flushed in the upstairs bathroom, and I…
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Here We Go!
Reed stood at the Residence Inn front entrance awaiting my arrival. He waved when he saw my car and greeted me with a big smile. Thank goodness he has teeth, I thought. Things could be worse. The scene reminded me of when I used to pick up my daughter from elementary school. Reed looked so pleased to see…