When I started to look at buying and selling sites like what's out there now, I noticed while looking for something in vintage medical supplies that there were a myriad of old glass mercury fever thermometers up for auction. Initially I didn't pay any mind to them, but after not doing as well as I thought selling my stuff, I got an idea, and decided to try it. I went and bid on a bunch of the older style thermometers. I had some oral, but the rectal variety seemed more popular. I figured if there were that many up for bid, someone somewhere HAD to be interested, right???????????????? Well, no, at least not how I wanted it to be.

Well, some time passed before I was able to amass enough of them to start putting up for bid. At first I found no one going for them, and would re-list them again and again. Why???????????????? I was sure someone wanted at least 1!

My girlfriend listened to my lament; the fact I'd spent time and money, did now have a bunch of these instruments on my hands and was SOL as far as recovering my $$$ investments. But as she listened, her brilliant mind was working and came up with a very creative idea, and utilizing her ability to take pictures as an accomplished photographer, both came together to help my sales!

I wanted to make $$$, and she threw a suggestion out how I might do just that and make alot of it! She told me if I wanted to sell these thermometers, I needed to get the attention of those looking. Her idea was simple. She'd find me a "patient", and the pictures as she correctly surmised, would no doubt, whet the appetites, fantasies and fetishes of many of those seeking such instruments.

Her idea seemed very interesting, but I was leary of showing her actually getting her rectal temperature taken. lest I walk into legal problems, and I told her that. She told me two things. First, no one, even I, wasn't sticking anything up her behind, much less a thermometer! Second she had an acquaintance I knew little about, but soon met. Her acquaintance was a TV (transvestite). Her friend eagerly agreed to do what she wanted, though a fee of compensation was expected. Again her creativity came through. She explained how we'd do it.

She'd set her camera and equipment up in the bedroom, and would turn a massage table we had into an "examining" table.
The images were all her doing, and I actually watched, fascinated as she got things going. Her friend would assume a position on the table, face down wearing a pair of panties and at times hosiery, or jeans or however the sercene needed to be shot. The emphasis was on a "female" about to get her temperature taken. I had about 12 different brands of thermometers which required our "model" to wear different attire, particularly panties during the various shoots as well as assuiming different positions for the pictures.

I was given a very quick crash course in photography. My girlfriend was the "nurse", though neither her nor the model's face were ever shown, but after following her instructions, the images were taken, and came out as though we'd done them in a real medical setting. The close-ups of the underwear and the particular thermometers being used enhanced the images and the thermometers' sasleability.

The way she had me shoot these images, I wound up being the preeminent photographer of the rectal temperature genre! The model: Panties were highly detailed, and always different in each shoot as were other clothing items; a portion of some very attractive legs, both closed and splayed (slightly) to obscure any male genetalia, I think made the images selacious! The thermometers as she had me shoot them, showed the word RECTAL on a number of them, and if the particular instrument was sans the etched word RECTAL, the bulb, either the quintessential "pear shape" or rounded bulb with lubricant became the eye catcher. The "nurse": What was shown was a portion of a white sleeved arm with nice hands, red fingernails, one or both hands at the waistband of the panty while the other showed the lubricated instrument ready to be used. Some just showed the thermometer and the panty. She had a way to incorporate the instrument w/o having to hold it. None of the images actually had insertion, though our model had no qualms if an actual reading was obtained! That we were told.

Her idea was genius! Our model was ecstatic for being so photographed, some of which were given to him. I made a pretty
hefty piece of change and my girlfriend got a good piece of that as well.

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