Jul 2, 2018
Dr. James, or Dr. Dre, as most of his younger clients affectionately preferred to call him, looked up from the article he had been perusing when the intercom buzzed in his office. His appointment had arrived. He rose from his desk, tucking the article away for the time being and making a mental note to finish it later. He strode out of his private office and into the waiting area where a familiar face was awaiting his arrival. “Hey. What’s up, AJ?” He grinned, ushering the young man down the short hall. “You ready? Come on back.” @aj-hayes
