My lucky break

It’s really strange in life how sometimes a completely accidental event can change your life.  I’m sure we’ve all had those moments.  With me, it was a totally random event that led me to deciding to give VigRX a try.

When I learnt the hard way that size does matter, my first response was to look for a solution.  I tried a couple of different pills, and then a patch, but they didn’t make any difference.  So I decided to get serious and went to see a doctor.  This wasn’t long after Viagra had come on the market and the doc suggested I try that.  It was a total disaster.  I was out with a girl and everything seemed to be going well, so I asked her home for a drink.  When she said yes, I discreetly popped my little blue pill.  Half an hour later we were just starting to make out when it kicked in.  I was getting really turned on when suddenly my head started to pound with the worst headache I ever had in my life.  Five minutes later I was in the bathroom, vomiting from the pain.  She waited just long enough to make sure I was okay and fled, never to be seen again.

I went back to the doctor and asked about surgery.  He really turned me off that by saying that there are more complications than there are successes from that.  He even showed me some photographs of totally deformed penises from botched enhancement surgery.  That decision seemed like a no-brainer.  And that was the end of the road, I thought.  It was then that I started escaping from any situation that looked leading to sex.  That was the beginning of the worst phase of my life.

It was after a few years of this half-life that my accidental moment of salvation came.  There was a big family party for my cousin’s engagement.  I was already in the habit of avoiding parties, so I conveniently planned an assignment out of town for that weekend.  The night before, I was at my mother’s place when my cellphone rang and the client cancelled the job.  My mother heard the conversation and said “That’s good, now you’ll be able to come to the party.”  I was stuck.

I hated the party and spent most of it just getting drunk with my cousin, the brother of the one who was getting engaged.  This guy had had a string of beautiful women with him every time I’d seen him for the past couple of years, so sometime late in the night I joked about a stud like him being by himself at a party.  He really cracked up laughing, the way people only do when they’re totally wasted  When I asked him what was so funny, he suddenly calmed right down and said to me “You know, I wasn’t always such a stud!”

My first lucky break was being at the party when I hadn’t planned to go.  My second was that my cousin was drunk enough to tell me his story.  It turned out that he’d been like me, with a penis that didn’t measure up.  In fact he’d had a worse time of it than me because some real bitch had laughed at him and then told everyone around his office that he was too small for the job.  Apparently he’d been so freaked out by this that he’d done two things.  First, he found a new job.  And then he found VigRX.  It had changed his life.

And now it was going to change mine.