Chapter 35

“Say what?”

“We’ve been doing it backward.”

“Really?” I said.

“Babe, when I bend over that pillow, what do you do with your finger?”

“I insert it and press down on your prostate.”

“Exactly, you press down. Think about the way your erection arches up.”

“Shit,” I said, “it’s pushing in the opposite direction.”

“Yeah. We’ve been missing something.”

“We’ll be home soon.”

“Yeah,” he said. He concentrated on the road ahead of us for a few minutes.“Can I ask you a question?” he said. “Something’s been bugging me.”

“Sure. I have no secrets.”

“Why didn’t you want me to call anybody when you were in the emergency room?”

“I’ve told you that my family lives in Sarasota, right?”

“Yeah.”