What is it you truly desire? Is it money? Is it power? Fame? Perhaps you lust for passions of the flesh? Well, I have all of those and more. Money I could burn, a repertoire that would make me your favorite celebrity green with envy, and an empire that comes with unlimited snatch as a perk. See a guy like me could make a nun get on her knees for far more than just prayer but it comes at a price. A gift and a curse I always say. My name is Jason Sanders better known as “The Sex Doctor”. Now, of course, mines isn’t the life you envision for yourself when they ask you what it is you want to be when you grow up but my life - as seemingly perfect as it was – changed the day I met…. HER.

The Sex Doctor Series

Alyssa walked into the Sanders building more nervous than the first time. This time she was dressed in her finest purple dress that stopped at her knees and her flats that matched. No heels or she would fall and embarrass herself in front of Jason. Something she didn’t want to happen. Maybe sex again was okay.

She added a little hint of makeup, but not a lot. Strangely it was deserted. Barely any cars were in the parking lot, unlike before, and hopefully, there’d be no secretary either. She walked in as her prayers were unanswered. Alyssa sucked in her teeth in annoyance as she walked by her.

/"We’re closed./" Melissa looked up from her bag she was packing, noticing it was Alyssa trying to walk by. /"Oh, it’s you. I should’ve known I would be seeing you tonight./" Her attitude was still very rude.

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