Who wants to be a millionaire

"I want to have some say in which clients I want." It seemed the least he could ask.

"Yeah, sure, whatever." Miss Hooker seemed a bit impatient, breathing harder as she stared with anticipation at Gunnar's crotch.

Gunnar decided to oblige. He unbuckled, unzipped, reached deep, and flopped it all out.

Dr. Hammer had the presence of mine to immediately start camcording. Miss Hooker for her part just said "Oh. My. Gawd."

Dr. Hammer knelt close, then set the camcorder aside. "I need to, ah, measure it."

"Knock yourself out," said Gunnar.

Gunnar felt quite good as Dr. Hammer took pictures with various props: foot ruler, tape measure, even calipers.

"The effect of RAIP on you is extraordinary!" she gasped. "You have the largest human penis in the history of -- large human penises! As for the balls, I can't be certain, because of cases of elephantiasis, but for balls -- I mean, testicles -- to seem completely healthy and yet be so large, these are probably also the biggest. I can just imagine the cumshots! I mean, the ejaculations."

Gunnar looked up as Miss Hooker actually staggered backwards to stand against her desk, her legs held conspicuously wide open.

"The clientele is going to go absolutely fucking apeshit over you, Mr. Hart! They're going to pay you thousands of dollars apiece just to LOOK at it! You do this just right, and you can be a millionaire inside of a year!"

Gunnar decided to tease a little. "By being an escort?"

"Fuck, no, are you kidding!? Women are going to want SEX with you, forget about just being an escort!"

"It's quite true." Dr. Hammer stood up and looked Gunnar in the eye. "The size of your manhood is going to stimulate women like crazy -- allow me to show you!"

Gunnar and Miss Hooker both stared respectfully as Dr. Hammer swiftly and spontaneously began to yank all her clothes off.