Status Updates From Doctor's Orders

"Behave." In one hand he held a simple thermometer, nothing fancy and small. In his other there was a small package of petroleum jelly. None of which were needed to place the tip of that temp reader in my mouth. He wanted to take it anally much to my displeasure and his elation.

*LMBO!!!! ☺️☺️*

"I’m going to fix you, sweetheart." Spoken low, wisp of a breeze against the side of my neck so no one else could hear. "And I think I’ll begin with that smart mouth of yours."

DAMN ! I totally did not see that coming and I usually always do.