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Chapter One
4 Years, 3 Months Ago
BRODY
“C’oing forward GO LIMP YOU BASTARD!”
Okay so ra wasn’t the smartest idea after all Let me be clear that I don’t need it; I’ like Justin Bieber, only thicker Yeah, I saw the pictures online—color me curious But back to my predicament: My buddy swore the little blue pill is the ultimate sexual enhancer so I decided to partake I’d like to point out that et the chance to have a horizontal party with two hot sisters and said chance was presented to rossed out, they’re step-sisters so it’s not as weird as it sounds And did IPaood ol’ Baywatch days Not current Pam because let’s face it; a Susan Sarandon she is not I ed like fine wine—a vintage I’d drink like ahot MILF’s which certainly isn’t helpingfor older women
Anyhoo, I’ in the E to my painfully hard dick The commercials warn that you should seek medical attention if your erection lasts more than four hours Well, here I am, EIGHT hours and TWO ROUNDS with the sisters later, with a fucking hard-on that won’t quit If I didn’t know better, I’d swear I was being punk’d Who would’ve ever thought I’d be co? If you’ve never suffered this cruel fate, lethurts I think I uy He’s raw froet me started on how difficult it was to take a piss
Think, asshole! Think! I close s I can think of: Kittens Grandma Ethel Munchkinland Dairl but my spaceship is still ready for liftoff Don’t let anyone tell you otherwise; those creepy high-voiced fuckers are terrifying TERRIFYING I TELL YOU!
I slaroan in frustration I rip the keys out of the ignition and slide out of my truck as carefully as possible With the front of my shorts tented in the h the automatic doors of North Seattle Memorial and walk up to the lady at the front desk The look of revulsion on her face as she eyeballs my pocket rocket matches my level of embarrassment
“May I help you?” she inquires with a side order of stink eye
“Ue “I think I should see a doctor about this”
Her eyebrows reach her hairline “What seems to be the problem, sir?”
“My erection-on’t go own-day,” I whisper in ra-vay and I think my ick-day may be oken-bray”
“I see So, your chief cora and you think you may have broken your penis as a result?”
I glare at her “Lady, do you not know the purpose of Pig Latin?”
I swear to God her lips twitch “I’ Latin is not in the Employee Handbook”
“Well it should be,” I mutter
She ignoresthe custoers fly across the keyboard Thankfully, I’ve been here before, so it doesn’t take too long A final series of tap, tap, taps later and she looks up from her monitor
“Okay, you’re all checked in” She guides estures for me to have a seat in the small cubicle
At least the triage nurse has the decency to act like he sees this sort of thing every day After he finishes taking ency of my problem, he says, “Okay, we’re all set here Please have a seat out front and we’ll call you back as soon as possible”
I look behind ain “You want me to wait out there? With all those people?”
He sency patients I’ht Someone will be with you as soon as possible”
This guy seriously needs a refresher in bro code As I search for an eht a jacket witheyes It would’ve also been nice to pull on a pair of jeans instead of the loosest basketball shorts I own I’et into Aerospace Engineering without brains—but obviously, I wasn’t thinking earlier Don’t judge ht fall off, you’d be lucky if you remembered to put on a
ny clothes before heading to the hospital
I find an open spot and aardly fold my hands overone dirty look after another Almost every person has uy with awful hair that’s slowly, but surely inching his way in ets two chairs away, I hear the voice of an angel calling my name
“Brody Harris?”