“I’ll never be done. I’ll always be learning,” he reminded me. “Medical journals, studies, new procedures, technology. It never ends in my f...eld.”“Well, I’ll never catch up then.”“That’s not the point. It isn’t about catching up to me. You’re going to take your own path, and I’m gonna support you every step of the way. And you know what, Celie? You’ll excel, just like I know you will, and I’ll be the one struggling to keep up with you.”I smiled a watery smile. “Don’t call me that.”“That’s my. Please Billy."The ride home was a silent one. Janet apparently afraid to speak and I, for some strange reason, not wanting to say anything while the baby was with us. Once in the house I left Janet to take care of her kid and I went into the kitchen to make myself a stiff drink and then I sat down at the table to wait for her to come in and face me. I was on my second drink and she still hadn't appeared so I hollered out, "Janet, get in here and let's get this over with." I'm on the couch. I. -I am so horny, imad. Nothing is too serious for me-He smiled happily and said,-good. You will know why I said this is serious.This is called the butter churner, or squat thruster position.The good thing is, this will cause an extra rush of blood to your head to cause ecstasy-Now that sounded odd. How can just a sex position cause an extra blood rush?-okay, now lie on your back and with the support of your hands against your back, raise your legs up…that is it-I did as he said. I was balancing. I hadn’t been that stoned in nearly 17 years and I couldn’t believe that I just kept on smoking with them. Smoking, sucking and fucking both of them went on until I finally realized that it was nearly 7 pm. They had both cum twice over that period and as I laid there naked on their couch, looking at my watch and inhaling deeply from a new blunt, a knock on their door got Smitty up and answering it in his boxers. I heard him talking and then laughing with a couple of friends before he opened the.