“Or you’d tell me what it is.”
“It’s stupid,” Amy replied, and to her horror, she felt a blush creep up her neck. Whether that was from the fire flickering cheerfully in the fireplace or the sex, she wasn’t sure. Free Porn There was a pause, and then the corner of the pillow lifted, the Doctor peering in curiously at her. I don’t even mind that you make a better cup of tea than I do.”
“I keep telling you, Pond, you don’t let it steep long enough-,”
“But,” she said, holding up her hand to forestall that lecture again, “I thought when it came to sex, I might actually have the upper hand. “Undone, to get all Barbara Cartland about it. Forget it.” She slid closer to him on the bed, her feet finding his. “And then there was the day you wore the skirt with the little flower embroidered on your hip, and
