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Harl Emmands was his public figure. He was a tradesman who lived in a blueish collar sector. Neighbors were pretty good, but he basically kept to himself.

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'' How does the combined process workplace ? ``

'' We might do an initial surgery to establish alteration to your vascular structure. This is usually only recommended to one-time men who are diabetic or have circulatory shortfall. I would n't commend it to a healty man who 's only in his fifties. What kind of change are you looking for ? ``

'' I want to keep the same girth and about double its length. For autofellatio. ``

'' I see, '' said the advisor. `` How big are you now ? ``

Harl said, `` About 17 erect, pattern girth. ``

'' That sounds viable. The doc will examine you to score trusted. The team has a slot reserved for you in fifteen minutes. ``

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'' Huh ? Do n't you just give me a vial and a dirty vidmag… ? ``

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The doc finished his paperwork, gave Harl some reference. They took the unconstipated bloodwork samples and a DNA tab, and he left.

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