Entirely absent of any culture, our family had formed its own rituals, starting with the anniversary of Longshot’s launch, retrieved from the scramb...led ship’s logs. Following the calendar of a planet trillions of kilometers behind us that none of us knew or remembered, we celebrated Launch Day here every year.Mother didn’t know her birthday, so we’d made it coincident with Launch Day. Since the habitat’s factotums and the larger Makers hidden beneath the surface of the asteroid could create. I had put aside any doubts and jitters, trusting to my feelings about taking this momentous step. I felt ready, and was filled with hope for a long and successful marriage. This lasted right up until I was contacted by a voice from my recent past.Jimmy, this is Hal. I've hesitated to disturb things before now. With the way you are thinking about this marriage, I cannot continue remaining silent about some information I've recently learned.Jimmy, to do exactly what you wish is possible. There is. Just above her vaginal introitus, Michelle's urethral opening was visible. That reminded the Doctor that he had forgotten to take her temperature! Now he had a dilemma. The hinge of the speculum blocked access to his patient's anus and her vagina was far to open for a vaginal temperature reading. He would have to take her temperature urethrally. Dr. Wellung took a moistened wipe and lightly cleaned the area. Then he opened the little case and removed the digital basal thermometer. It was. Again, Mandy screamed like an a****l and contorted wildly. I waited a bit; then, I held the needles I had inserted from the outside of the breasts one with each hand, and, looking straight into Mandy’s face, started squeezing them. Mandy squirmed and contorted, screaming continually; when she was about to faint, I stopped. Your poor Mandy was moaning and sobbing.I picked up her face and said, “Have you had enough?”“Be… damned,” she answered, in a whisper, so squeezed her breasts again, moving.