Total pages in book: 48
Estimated words: 46130 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 231(@200wpm)___ 185(@250wpm)___ 154(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 46130 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 231(@200wpm)___ 185(@250wpm)___ 154(@300wpm)
“Little girls should always have their temperatures taken in their bottoms,” Doc explained. “You’ve been drinking cool water. That’s not going to give me an accurate measurement. Close your eyes and enjoy your candy. Your Daddy is right here to keep an eye on me.”
Molly turned her head to look at Faust who held her so firmly but gently. His face was lined with concern. He was worried about her. Slowly, Molly put the candy back in her mouth and closed her eyes.
“Thank you, Pixie,” Faust told her softly.
She tried to concentrate on other things—the changes she needed to make on a certain file at work, what she was going to do about her apartment, and most of all, why had everyone’s eyes widened in shock at the results of the lollipop analysis.
It was hard to think of anything else as Doc spread her bottom and pressed his finger against her small, hidden opening. She sucked furiously as he pressed the digit inside and rubbed it around the tight passage. The air gushed out of her lungs when he withdrew his touch. Her reprieve didn’t last long.
“Just the thermometer,” Doc explained as he pressed the thin cold instrument deep into her bottom.
He turned and twisted it to seat the tip. Each movement of the device inside her captured her attention. Molly squeezed her legs together, hoping the men couldn’t see how aroused this was making her. Stop reacting to this treatment! Her body didn’t listen.
“Faust, if this temperature is elevated, I’m going to give Molly some antibiotic suppositories. She’ll need one morning and night for five days. Since she’s moved in here, that should be fairly easy to accomplish.”
“I’ve got it. Thanks, Doc.”
After what felt like forever, Doc removed the thermometer and announced, “One hundred point five degrees, Molly. That’s too high just for being upset. Your Daddy’s going to give you medicine starting tomorrow morning. I’m going to give you a couple of things now: an antibiotic and a medicine to relax you and help you take a short nap to recover.”
Doc moved around the room swapping out fresh gloves and pulling something from the locked cabinets. Molly peeked as he handed Faust a large container of huge pills. “I can’t swallow those.”
“These are suppositories, Molly. They go in your bottom. Faust, you may want to put her in a pull-up for a few days to avoid accidents.”
Before Molly could respond to all that, Doc spread her bottom once again and quickly pressed two large doses of medicine deep into her bottom. They were cool and thick inside her. Not as cold as the thermometer but she could definitely feel them. She tried to push them out.
“None of that, Molly,” Doc reprimanded her. “I can see your muscles tensing. If you try to push the medicine out, I’ll have to put a plug in your bottom.”
“No!” she said, shaking her head.
“Will you be good and let your medicine work?” Doc asked.
“Yes,” she whispered.
“Faust, she’ll start feeling sleepy in a few minutes. Her body will absorb the medicine in her bottom quickly. Take her to your apartment and let her sleep for an hour. Wake her up for dinner and tuck her back in bed to sleep for the night,” Doc told his MC brother.
“Take the candy out of her mouth,” the medic warned and then laughed when Faust rolled his eyes so hard they almost made a sound. “Got it. You’ll take good care of her.”
In a short time, Doc handed Faust a bag of supplies to go along with the medicine container and her now empty sippy cup. The men wrapped Molly in a blanket, which she immediately tried to push away.
“It’s too hot,” she said, rubbing her face with the hand that held her candy.
“I’ll run fast across the hall and then we’ll take it off, Pixie.”
“Fast,” she agreed, closing her eyes as she rested in Faust’s arms.
Doc piled her clothing on her tummy and opened the door for Faust. Following them across the hall, he opened Faust’s door as well. “Out of banana pudding, huh?”
“I knew you all would steal it.”
“Damn right,” Doc agreed.
“I’ll make everyone pudding,” Molly promised.
“Another day, Pixie,” Faust told her.
“Good idea, Daddy,” she said, barely holding on to her stream of thoughts. “Tired. And my bottom is slick.”
“There’s nothing wrong with that, Little girl. Thanks, Doc,” Faust said, walking inside his apartment.
“Anytime. Yell if you need me.”
The door clicked behind him as Faust dropped the bag of supplies on the couch. He carried her to the bedroom and jostled her slightly in his arms as he pulled down the covers to lay her on the cool sheet. Unwrapping the blanket from around her, he quickly removed her bra, too.
Molly sighed with delight at the feel of the cool air on her heated body. She fought off the washcloth her Daddy wiped over her face. “No!”