The small ad at the bottom of the sports page caught my eye. "E.D. Non evasive cure. No pills. Guaranteed results. Natural Cure. Call today for your free medical consultation. Dr. Wayne Webber, MD."
I had heard of Viagra and the other so called miracle pills, but they all warned of possible serious side effects. At 50 years old, I was losing my stamina and was concerned for my wife's sake. I was willing to try just about anything, so I called and set up an appointment.
I arrived at the clinic which was located in a converted home. As I walked in I was a bit apprehensive when I checked in with the young receptionist behind the counter.
"Hi," I said. "I have a 4:30 appointment with Dr. Webber."
"Just sign here, and fill out this medical questionnaire, and then we'll get your vital signs."
I quickly perused the form and filled out the health questions. I am in decent shape and really had no problems to speak of rather than being a bit over weight. I had a suspicion that was affecting the blood flow to my privates and causing me to lose my erection when making love to my wife. I was curious as to what this natural cure was all about.
After the nurse took my blood pressure and weighed me, I returned to the waiting room. It wasn't long until she called my name and led me down a hallway to an examination room. She told me to take a seat on a chair in the corner and the doctor would be with me shortly. She closed the door and left.
As I looked around the room my gaze fell upon the examination table in the center of the room. It was a bit different than any I had seen before. The table was covered in gray leather and stood a bit above waist high. At one end was a leather bench, about the height of a chair seat.
After a few moments there was a knock at the door and the doctor entered.
"Hello Mr. Jones," he said. "How are you today?"
"I'm doing OK I think, but I saw your ad in the paper about E.D and the natural cure, so I decided to see what it's all about."
The doctor sat down on the leather bench at the head of the exam table and leaned forward slightly as he began to speak. He was older than me by about 10 years I would guess. He had salt and pepper gray hair and was dressed in a white lab coat.
"I reviewed your record and noticed you have been married for 30 years," he said.
"Yes that's right," I returned.
"How's your sex life," he asked nonchalantly?