Hello, Doc Julian here. Where did I leave off last time? Oh yes, it was when Eric treated Meredith so badly. I was able to fire him the next day, thanks to there being another doctor interested in working here. Everything checked out with him and he did well in the interview. I have not once regretted hiring him.

Meredith recovered from the cut - of course I had to check her out to make sure. She didn’t give me any attitude about it, which was nice. I was surprised to find that lubricating the speculum was a waste of KY. She was wet. I didn’t say anything to her and I don’t think she knows that I noticed. Do speculums excite her, I wonder?

The second chase - I was pretty shocked that she would talk to me like she did, telling me there was no way she would allow me to spank her with the hairbrush. She’s stubborn about a lot of things, but until then, she had never refused to let me spank her. And for her to run away from me! I had to save face and run after her, even though I hate running. Meredith knows I hate it. Then she had the nerve to run into the barn, knowing I don’t like dirty places, but I couldn’t very well stop there, I had to catch her and teach her a lesson. I almost stopped when she went up that ladder. It wasn’t a regular ladder that you lean against something and go up on an angle. It was one of those that is attached to the wall and you go straight up with no incline. I was surprised at how fast Meredith managed to get to the barn and up that ladder with the air cast on. Still, I can run pretty fast, faster than her. By the time I got into the hay mow, I almost had her. It only took another couple steps to be able to grab her.

Of course, I had to spank her right then and there. I made it good, too - for her running away from my place when she had that infection, for her talking back to me and running from me that day at her place, and then I had to put her over my knee again when she laughed about being spanked! The nerve of her!

Imagine my shock when she stood up and kissed me, then pulled me down onto the floor with her! I suspected that the spankings excited her, I could feel her wetness that one time, but I didn’t think she’d do something like that! I found her excitement making me excited and was quite getting into the kissing and wanted to feel her breast, but then she put an end to it. I knew she was right, that our first time should be romantic and special, not literally a roll in the hay, but it was still hard to stop!

I finally got Meredith to admit her pain level and ask me for a shot! I know that was hard for her to do. It was hard for me to not give in and give her a shot without making her ask for it, but she has to learn that it’s okay to tell me she needs some pain relief. She thinks she will look like a wimp if she admits to how much pain she’s in. But she won’t. Everyone has their own threshold of pain tolerance. Hers is high and would fell a lumberjack.

I was not happy when her ultrasound showed the cyst had grown. It was a very small amount but it indicates that it will likely continue to get bigger. She *still* will not let me take it out, though I at least got her to agree to consider it in the winter. I am so glad that I got special permission to be her gynecologist, I don’t think there’s any way she would let anyone else do the surgery. I really hope she lets me take that damn thing out soon.

We had a very nice Thanksgiving dinner with Karen and her family. Meredith was surprised to find I’d never cooked a turkey before. I’ve never had an occasion to do one. My parents are both deceased and I’m an only child, so I haven’t had anyone to have over for the occasion or for Christmas. We did well, though, with her cooking the turkey and me doing the side dishes. I loved her stuffing - she says she never, ever cooks a turkey without stuffing it. I insisted on lifting the bird in and out of the oven as I did not want to chance her aggravating that cyst. She gave me an “Aw, Doc” but I put a hush to that. That seems to be her favourite phrase - “Aw, Doc.”

When I asked Meredith to go to a nice dinner with me, I didn’t think she’d accept. Fine dining is not her thing. But she surprised me and accepted. I wasn’t worried about whether she knew what to do in such a restaurant, she may live on a farm but she wasn’t raised in a barn. I did have to help her a bit with telling her which glass was for what and what a couple of the utensils were for, but she did quite well.

When she came downstairs after getting ready to go, she looked lovely. I’d never seen her in anything other than pants, but she’d bought a really nice dress and a pair of shoes to wear. I was relieved that she chose small heels, I did not want her falling and hurting herself. I’d have been quite okay with her wearing flat shoes, but she insisted on at least a small heel.

I had a feeling that night was going to be *the night* - the night when we finally made love for the first time. I’d wanted to wait until she was out of the air cast, it would have made things so awkward and I didn’t want our first time to be like that. But she had been out of it for a while now and was walking much better.

Meredith asked me to stay downstairs for a few minutes when we got home. Karen was keeping Jessie for the night, which I appreciated. Jessie is a nice dog, but this gave us the opportunity to be alone without having to worry about keeping her out of the bedroom, letting her out etc. When I went upstairs and into the bedroom and saw her by the window in that lovely teddy, she looked oh, so gorgeous! I didn’t want to take my eyes off her, not even for a second.

I almost ruined everything when I wouldn’t let her take my undershirt off. I was so scared that if she saw the scars, she’d want to know what happened and then she’d think I wasn’t a real man if I “let” a woman whip me. I had tried to tell her about it a few times before, but lost my courage. I knew that eventually she would see them, I couldn’t hide them forever. I just didn’t want it to be *that* night. I could tell she was not going to drop it about taking my shirt off. I had to turn away from her for two reasons, so she would see the scars and also so she wouldn’t see my face - that I was almost in tears.

But when she came up behind me and wrapped me in a hug, I knew she wasn’t judging me. She reassured me that it wasn’t my fault and that I was not less of a man because of it.

My heart broke for her when she told me about her husband. She didn’t deserve to be treated like that or to be left with guilt over it. Or to be yelled at like that.

She said she never thought a city boy would be interested in a country girl. I never thought I would fall for one, but I am glad I fell for Meredith!

I finally told her I love her! It was the right time, she knew about the two things in my past that were holding me back, and she said they didn’t matter. I was so thrilled when she told me she loved me! I hadn’t thought she felt that way about me.

When we finally made love, it was glorious. I can’t find the words to adequately describe it, but it was even better than I’d imagined it would be. Most men my age are starting to slow down, but I just wanted to do it over and over and over again. And we did, if you count the next morning! Meredith asked where I learned to make love like that. I didn’t learn anywhere, it just came naturally with her. Other than Jane, I’m not very experienced and even with her, it wasn’t all that great, to be honest. With Meredith, it’s marvelous!

I wasn’t keen on the trip to Andrea’s cabin, but I didn’t want Meredith to go alone, nor did I want to be home alone, so I went anyway. Am I ever glad I did! I really enjoyed listening to her play the guitar and sing - I would like her to do that more, I know she likes to do it.

When she taunted me with that beautiful butt of hers, then ran off, I had to follow. First I had to find my shoes. That took me a couple minutes, but once I’d made the rounds of the cabin, the first place I looked was under the bed. I know she wanted me to find them, if she hadn’t, she’d have hidden them better. I also know that if she hadn’t wanted to be caught, she would have been out of sight by the time I got outside.

When I caught her and pushed her up against the tree and looked at that lovely ass, I wanted to take her right then and there. God, she was wet! She wouldn’t admit to wanting to be spanked but her wetness gave her away. I couldn’t help it, I had to have her there up against a tree.

I was getting pretty irritated that I couldn’t find her brush to spank her with when we got back to the cabin. She wouldn’t tell me where it was, and that was starting to anger me, but then she said that I wouldn’t like the consequences if I pushed it. The look in her face told me she was serious and I knew there had to be a reason why she was so adamantly against it when she enjoyed being spanked with my hand. Sure enough, there was a reason, it reminded her of being spanked with a belt as a child. I vowed to never try spanking her with anything but my hand.

Meredith seemed surprised that I’d gone out to her barn and found her large animal thermometers. What I was looking for was the sex toys she alluded to having way back when I made her have that cool bath and she got too cool and I asked her permission to go in her dresser to get a night gown. She said she kept her sex toys well hidden. I couldn’t find them in the house, so I tried the barn. It wasn’t easy to make myself go in there, but I’m glad I did. I still haven’t found the sex toys, though.

And then, after I took her temperature with the veterinary thermometer and gave her a suppository, she let me put a butt plug in her! She didn’t really need the suppository, it was just an excuse to put the plug in. But it didn’t harm her either. I didn’t think she’d allow the plug, but she didn‘t show any resistance. I was a bit surprised at myself talking about how her wetness has no cure but needs a “treatment” for the rest of her life. She seemed to like it, though, and that aroused me.

I was not happy about all that running putting her in so much pain or that she tried to hide it from me. At least the pills significantly reduced the pain and it didn’t come back when they wore off.

I was quite eager to go for that walk with her the next day and for her to wear those assless jeans and a plug. It makes it even better, I think, when she lets me put the plug in her than if she puts it in herself.

The weekend was over way too soon. I would like to have many more weekends like that. I do believe I will suggest we buy a cabin in the woods.