The Referral

"Whats up Doc?"

Dr. Reynolds chuffed and rolled his eyes as the young man entered his office. "Mister Harris I presume?"

"That'd be me. Alex or Xander to my friends." The young man gave a small bow.

"Call me Dr. Reynolds or Tom, then. Take a seat Mister Harris." He waved to the chair before his desk.

"Sure thing, Doc."

Dr. Reynolds sighed and shook his head. "I recall that Mrs. Summers mentioned you were, hmm, humorous."

"One tries." Xander grinned as he took a seat.

"So..." Dr. Reynolds looked at the young man and quirked an eyebrow at him. "What can I do for you?"

"As I understand it you've got a need for lab rats of the human variety and in exchange for that lab rattery there will be pay." Xander gestured to himself. "I just so happen to be in need of a little extra pay and am willing to do some lab rattery to abtain it."

"That is one way of putting it." Dr. Reynolds nodded along. "Now, ifnyou would answer one question for me.... I only saw Mrs. Summers yesterday and I am honestly amazed that she was abled to make a referral happen this quickly. Which leads me to ask, why are you applying to be a lab rat, Mister Harris?"

"Shooting straight, Doc, I gotta get out of my parents basement and I need to put some more cash in my savings to do it." Xander rolled up his sleave to expose his arm, turned his head away and closed his eyes in mock fear. "I'm ready, Doc, hit me with your best shot!"

"One thing at a time, Mister Harris, one thing at a time." Dr. Reynolds shook his head at the boys antics. "Lets start with what clinical trial you want to be a lab rat for."

Xander pulled his sleeve down and shrugged his shoulders. "Sign me up for as many as I can take. Its 250 per trial right? One is good more is better."

"It is indeed 250." Dr. Reynolds pulled out the file that covered the various special medications he was dispensing. He looked over the dummy materials that had been prepared for people who insisted on seeing paperwork. "Exactly how committed to the idea of being a lab rat are you Mister Harris?"

"I draw the line at dissection." He bobbed his head, "Otherwise I'm good to rock and roll if the money comes thru."

"What if there was a trial **** that would require you to forgo sex or masturbation." Dr. Reynolds said picking up a piece of paper from the file and studying. "I understand that could be a make or break condition for a young man like you."

Xander cleared his throat and looked uncomfortable. "Ok. I guess.... I mean, Anya wont like it butbshe likes me being broke even less. So what's the **** do that I have to do without?"

Dr. Reynolds picked up a second piece of paper from the file and studied it. "Well, I'm thinking of two studies you could be included in off the top of my head. They were designed for older men who might need some help in the bedroom, you see. Having a younger man in the study would make for an interesting contrast. And given the way younger men already **** Viagra... probably best to have a younger man in the clinical trials."

"So what makes this not Viagra?" Xander asked.

"This is different because this pill is designed to recondition an aging mans body to produce more of what is needed to have erections like when he was a younger man." Dr. Reynolds put down one of the pieces of paper. "Not a one time cause and effect type of pill, more of a supplement for the body."

Xander blinked and nodded his head as he processed. "And what, uh, what will that pill do to me?"

"More erections I would imagine." Dr. Reynolds answered.

"Doc, I'm nineteen almost twenty, I'm popping boners all the time." Xander gestured to himself as his face flushed.

"And you would chart them in a notebook you will be given. How long the erections lasts, how strong of an erections it is, sensitivity and such like. Please note if it is an increase in the frequency of erections you normally have."

Xander shook his head in disbelief. "You gotta be kidding me."

"No. I am not." Dr. Reynolds help up the second sheet of paper, "The second trial is for medication that will more then likely be prescribed with the first."

"And it does?" Xander asked warily.

"Its designed to help infertility. In this regard sperm production. The pill will target your testes and deliver more of what is needed to make more motivated, potent little swimmers." Dr. Reynolds dropped the second sheet of paper and looked at Xander.

"So you want me to walk around with a constant hard on and blue balls that are filled with super sperm... and I cant whack it or see my girlfriend for, uh, relief." Xander merely sighed and leaned back in his chair, "Sure why not."

"There are, of course, other trials you could take part in if these two bother you." Dr. Reynolds looked back down at his file and picked up a new piece of paper. "One even requires room and board for observation at a company owned facility not far from here."

Xander snapped to attention and leaned forward in interest, "Go on, I'm listening. "

"We are developing a **** to help people with rehabilitation. The purpose is to help speed the rebuilding of muscle after a long term injury. To monitor the effectiveness the trial will need a sick and a healthy subject that will be monitored for a month as they eat a scientifically designed healthy food plan and exercise in the most scientifically determined ways to maximize muscle growth."

Xander nodded his head as he was lost in thought. "Uh-huuuh."

"If you were so inclined all three trials could be done at the same time while you are under observation." Dr. Reynolds offered as he picked up the three sheets of dummied up research and slid them across to Xander.

Xander looked from the sheets of paper to Dr. Reynolds then to the window. "Free room and food and I get paid?"

"Room and food for at least one month." Dr. Reynolds agreed.

After a minute of looking out the window Xander nodded his head, "Beats working construction. Where do I sign and when do we start?"