He lubricated his fingers again, then looked at her. "Ready?" he asked. She nodded. "Okay," he said. "Here we go." He inserted his middle finger slightly into her rectum first, followed by his index finger into her vagina, before pushing them both in all the way. She could feel him squeeze the two fingers together as he checked the tissues in between, then he placed his left hand back on her abdomen and pressed down as before. The sensation was different this time, but still made her pulse quicken and her breathing heavier. She again looked away from him, hoping he couldn't tell. "You're doing great, Carrie," he said. "Almost done." A moment later he was finished, and he removed his fingers. "You can go ahead and close your legs now," he told her as he removed his glove. She was happy to finally get out of the humiliating frog leg position. "But we're not quite done yet," he added. She laughed incredulously. "Seriously?" "Just one more thing, I promise," he said. She rolled her eyes, more in amusement than annoyance. "Okay," she said, "you're the doctor." He raised an eyebrow. "I'm glad you're finally figuring that out!" She stifled a giggle, and could see him trying not to smile. "All right," he said, "so the last thing I want to do is try the speculum in another position, so I can see a little bit better." Her heart raced, and she tried not to let him see that she was actually looking forward to this. She gulped. "Okay." She did wonder what this new position could possibly be. "I'm going to need you to turn over and get on your elbows and knees for me," he instructed. Her eyes widened as her face flushed. "Are you serious?" she asked. He nodded. "Yes." She covered her face with her hands. "Okay." She was embarrassed, but also curious what this would be like. She got into position as he had asked, while he retrieved a new speculum from his bag and pulled on another clean pair of gloves. "Spread your knees a little bit more for me," he said. "All right, good girl." She smiled, glad he couldn't see her face in this position. She felt his fingers spread her open, then the cool metal of the speculum. "Here we go," he said. He slid the speculum in with ease, then opened it to the same width as before. She breathed deeply, but noticed that it wasn't quite as uncomfortable this way. What was uncomfortable, but also oddly exciting, was the fact that being face down meant she couldn't see him or what he was doing. She felt completely at his mercy, and had to place all her trust in him. She didn't know when he was looking inside her, or how long he stared. All she could do was stay there and wait until he told her he was finished. "Okay," he said, finally. "You did great. The speculum's coming out now." He gently removed it, then wiped her clean with a tissue. "Okay, don't move," he told her. She stayed perfectly still as she heard him peel the gloves off his hands. Placing a hand on her back, he said, "You know what you have coming, don't you, Carrie?" She knew. "Yes," she squeaked. "How many?" he asked. "I don't know." "You get one for not wearing sunscreen and allowing yourself to get burned like this." His hand sharply met her backside, causing her to jump. "Three for the number of times you tried to cover yourself." Three more strokes. She whimpered. "And one for arguing with me about the rectal temperature." The last one seemed to sting the most. "I'm sorry," she said solemnly. "Good," he replied. "Go ahead and turn on your back." She got off her knees and elbows, and lied on her back once again. He covered her with the sheet and kissed her on the forehead. "I'll be right back." He left the room, and returned a few moments later with another glass of water. "You need to drink some more." Cradling her neck, he helped her sit up before handing her the glass. "Thank you," she said. She drank the water while Devin cleaned up. She smiled to herself as she watched him. Though he may have an unorthodox way of showing it, she knew he cared for her very deeply. And she could get used to this. When Devin had finally finished cleaning up, he found Carrie had finished the glass of water he had given her, and had promptly fallen asleep. Smiling, he turned off the light, then walked around to the other side of the bed where he lay down beside her. Propping himself up on his elbow, he rested his head in his hand. He used his other hand to push Carrie's hair behind her ear, then rested it on her waist as he watched her sleep. She opened her eyes, and when she saw him lying there, she smiled and moved in closer to him. He wrapped his arm around her and laid his head down, and the two of them slept there until morning. THE END