With that, Belinda disappeared into the bathroom. The two boys looked at each other and gulped as they heard her open the cabinet and begin rummaging around some more. Billy could tell Johnny was annoyed with him though it wasn’t his fault Belinda had returned so quickly the second time. A minute later, Belinda emerged triumphantly, carrying a jar of vaseline and a rectal thermometer. “I thought I remembered seeing this in the cabinet the last time I sat for you, Johnny. Now we can find out what’s really going on here.” “But Belinda, we’re too old for a baby thermometer,” Billy protested. “Young man, I let you use a grown-up thermometer but it ended up reading 104.2 when your forehead feels perfectly normal. If you insist on playing childish games with the grown-up thermometer, I’m going to use a child’s thermometer on you instead. Now roll over unless you want me to apply something a lot worse to your fanny.”
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