"They finally got their production under control and I have some advance bottles for us."
David nodded, his mouth full of succulent chicken.
"MMmPh," he grunted, shoveling mashed potatoes.
Smiling contentedly at the clean plate he patted his distended gut, swallowed then said to Dre. "Let's get started." as he reached for the bottle.
"Not so fast.", Dremiel told him. "You had better read the instructions first."
David read. "Take on an empty stomach after at least an eight hour fast."
"Well then," David said, "Let's get some desert. We might as well enjoy ourselves."
Both boys stuffed themselves and then David went back to his apartment. As he got ready for bed he looked at the bottle of pills. He looked at himself in the mirror imagining a hard six pack replacing the soft bulge around his middle. He looked at the bottle again. What harm would it do to start the pills tonight instead of waiting for tomorrow, he wondered. He thought and then decided.
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