I tell you that I think you feel a little warm and that I'd like to take your temperature. "There is one thing though, I only have a rectal thermometer, I'm gonna have to take it that way" You're kind of embarrassed just to hear this, your heart starts beating faster, you've never had anyone take your temp back there since you were a little kid, but you know it has to be done, so you undo your pants, let them fall to your feet, and step out of them, now you're wearing just your shirt and tighty-whities.
"Hop on the bed, and lie face down". You get up on the bed, you're on your stomach, facing the wall, you can't see much now, but you can hear everything going on behind you. You hear me open a drawer, sift around, and pull a few things out. You hear a very light click, as I open a jar of vaseline, five silent seconds pass as I lube up the thermometer and you hear one more click as I close it, and a tapping as I put it on the table. "I'm going to have to pull down your underpants" I tell you as I place my hands lightly on your hips. "Lift up for me real quick". You lift up your middle as I put my thumbs in the waistband of your briefs and slowly pull them down to your knees. Your knees are a little uncomfortable because your underwear is now resting on them, I notice you shifting around so I pull your underwear down to your ankles and take them off for you.
You feel the cool air on your butt, which is now completely exposed. I pick the thermometer back up and put my hand on your butt cheek, you jump at this as I reassure you. "Just relax" I tell you "this won't hurt at all". I lift the back of your shirt up just a little bit. You gasp slightly as you feel my index finger and thumb go into your crack, I slowly move them apart, exposing your hole. "Here it comes" I say softly, as I place the bulb of the thermometer on your butt hole and start counting. "1.....2......3" I slowly push the thermometer into your butt, twisting it a little as it's going in. You sigh in pleasure as I'm inserting it, I leave my finger on the end, applying just a tiny little bit of pressure. I begin to twist the glass rod, back and forth, as I wait for it to register.
"It's been three minutes, I'm going to look at the reading, and then put it back in just to be sure it's right" I very slowly pull the thermometer out and hold it up and read it out loud to you, "100.4, yep, you do have a little fever" I spread your cheeks again and this time without warning, push the thermometer right back in, you gasp a little, expecting me to count again. I pat you lightly on your butt and back up, taking in the sight of the thermometer sticking out of your butt cheeks. This goes on for two minutes, but it feels like ten to you. Finally I pull it out again and read it, "100.5" You stand up, face away from me, and pull your underwear back up.