The Playboy Advisor
September, 1998
The other night I was with a woman on our second date. Our first date had gone well, and I suspected we might end up in bed. My penis sometimes balks, so I brought along a Viagra pill as insurance. We started kissing passionately as soon as we stepped inside her apartment. It was developing into one of those scenes in a movie, where there's a trail of clothing leading to the bedroom. But I couldn't figure out how to get the Viagra into my mouth. I needed to act promptly or risk working with a le...
