Views: 78Dr. Westman was working late. He’s alone in the office, white lab coat, stethoscope balancing on his sinewy neck. All of a sudden, a buxom pharma rep appears. “Hello, Dr. Westman.” She says. “Oh hello, Miss Fizer. It’s good to see you. Did you get my order for twelve hundred units of percocet?” “Well. … Continue reading Pharma Rep Handjobs. Covid Memoirs – Alphabet Inc.gov – Corporate Science