Igor Wiley is living a pervert's dream. As a rockstar bra salesman, he has a great home, a fancy car and a wife who can't get enough of his libido... UNTIL ONE DAY Igor has a traumatic experience involving breasts, and gains a fear of the two flesh spheres that most men fantasize about. His only hope is to find a way to stop thinking about female busts, but everywhere he goes, it seems someone wants to press some cleavage in his face. What is a man to do if he can't take pleasure in the thing that made silicon more than just another way to look at porn?
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