I’ve been stuck in this wee glass cage for hours. You arrived only a short time ago.”“Doctor?” Clara asked. “Did you say Doctor?”“Yes, I... did,” Amy confirmed. “Why?”Clara leaned her head back to try and get a better look at the tall redhead. “But that’s impossible!” Clara exclaimed. “The Doctor is my friend! I was travelling in the TARDIS with him, and then next thing I know I’m lying here!”Amy smiled and asked, “Does your Doctor look like a young nerd with floppy hair and a bowtie?”Clara’s. All eyes shifted from the new choirmaster of the Redsands First Congregational Church Youth Choir to the camp directors for Camp Starkers ... a facility proudly owned and operated by the National Trust for Lifestyle Nudism ... a fact that everyone in the room was now fully aware of.A brief scraping of a chair leg against the wooden floor echoed around the mostly empty auditorium ... a room that was built to comfortably seat about two hundred people. This group of about fifty plus sat on. Can't do it here, not with these bucket seats and gear shift... Now to figure out a way of getting her back there... He pulled out the pint of Old Tennessee, uncapped it and gave her the bottle. "Here, Cindy. Take a swallow. It'll help."She took it gratefully and drank heavily. The liquor burned a path to her stomach, but she was too wrought up and too drunk to notice... she drank again, came up for air and continued telling her story... "Then... he made me get up on my knees and he... he did. "Let's try it andsee." Go get the pink lace outfit I teased you about earlier. It is in the topright drawer, right on top." I said, not giving him time to think."But," he started.I laughed. "Oh just get it."In the time it took me to swing my legs over the bed to sit on the edge,he was standing there holding the see through, sheer, lacy outfit.I took them from him and set the top aside. Looking first at histhickening cock and then up at his red face, I knew we had had indeeddiscovered something.