When Stryker answers an ad to work at a local clinic, it seems like the perfect job for him. It has all the elements of an easy job a few hours a week, a salary that any man twice his age would envy, and best of all, sex. The physician in charge seems nice enough, but there does seem to be something a bit "off" about him. Stryker is too busy exploring the enjoyable aspects of his new job to pay much attention to the doctor, at first anyway.
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"Stryker, is it?"
"Yes."
"I'm Dr. Byrd."
Well, tweet, tweet, doctor.
"What can I do for you, Stryker?" The young doctor stood with his hands in front of him, Stryker's chart in his hands. He was a little cocky for Stryker's taste but he wasn't planning on dating him.
"I just have a few questions. I guess I could talk to my buddies, but I don't think they will tell me the truth."