Mark was a man of logic, spreadsheets, and precise measurements. He worked in high-end architecture, where a millimetre could be the difference between a masterpiece and a structural failure. Unfortunately, he had begun applying that same rigid scrutiny to himself.
When the package finally arrived, it looked like a high-tech orthopaedic brace. It was stainless steel, medical silicone, and calculated tension.
He wasn't just a man with a package; he was a project manager on a very personal mission.
He bypassed the local "adult" stores, which mostly stocked novelty items, and looked for high-end men’s sexual health boutiques that prioritised ergonomics. The Logistics of Secrecy