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Tina Grace
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Date Posted: Wednesday, August 18, 2010, 08:58: pm
I faked being sick just once. It was my junior year of high school and all the seniors were taking senior skip day, and since I was invited to the prom that evening I decided to have a "junior skip day. Now school was only in session until 12 noon that day and I could have done what most other freshmen, sophmores and juniors were doing, tell my parents the truth, that I wanted to spend the day with a gang of kids or go to school until 12 noon, but I decided that I would pretend to have a headache instead.
My mother said to just stay in bed and relax and she would bring me toast and tea. Well I was all bundled up in the blankets when she came back in and put a tray dawn and I turned and pushed down the blankets, but I saw a jar of vasoline and a temp. I asked her what that was for and she said she had called the doctor and he suggested she take my temp. I was mortified. I had a lttle sister and brother that I knew she used the temp. on, but I had not had a rectal temp since I was about six and I told her so. She just smiled and pulled down the blankets, sat on my bed and turned me over her lap. I had a night gown on and she pushed it up and pulled down my panties, told me to be a big girl and parted my cheeks and slipped the temp in. At that moment my dad came to the door of my bedroom and said how is she? My mother said I think she's going to be fine. The doctor said to take her temp. and give her a cool water enema and keep her in bed for the day. She should be fine by this evening for the prom. I tried to protest that I didn't need an enema and I had a hair appointment, but my dad said to mind my mother and he came into my bedroom, kissed my mother goodbye and left for work. I head the phone ring and my father pick it up and I heard him say Hi Mary Ann and then I heard him say no, she's not feeling well, her mother is taking her temp. I almost died even thought I knew she didn't know what kind of temp. it was. When my mother had finished taking my temp. she helped me off her lap and pulled my panties down and off. She said come on let's go to my bathroom and give you an enema. At that moment my little sister and brother came into my room and announced that they had finished breakfast. They followed my mother and me to her bathroom, asking why I was crying and my mother told them I wasn't feeling well and needed an enema. They followed her into the bathrom where the red bag was hanging and my mother said in a chair and put a towel on her lap and patted it. She didn't even make my brother and sister leave. I laid across her lap and got a full belly screaming that I couldn't hold any more and please stop, etc. When she let me off her lap and on to the toilet, she said when I was finished I should go back to bed and she'd be in to take my temp. Well, I spent the day in bed and had my rectual temp. taken so offen I can't remember and two more enemas (just to be sure she said). So my wonderful day was a bust, but I did go to the prom. When everyone asked if I was all right and what happened, I turned a fire engine red and said I had a headache. One of my friends mother's called and my mother told her she had given me an enema and I would be fine that night for the double-date. I keep wondering if Mary Ann's mother had told her because she kept looking at me like she wanted to ask.
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