Ohnoez, she's having one of her hair-brained ideas again!
So, in brief, here is the story: I just found today (at work, no less!) a free-for-the-taking vintage edition of The Joy of Sex. There is no end to how amused I am by this. And, honest-to-goodness my first thought was, "How can I use this for ficcing purposes?"
Well, the answer is right here.
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"OW!" Rose cried, wincing as the Doctor shifted them yet again. "I really don't think we're doing this right," she murmured, shaking her head as he turned to look at her. "I mean, it's brilliant, yeah, but-" Rose looked over at the book, propped open on the bedside table. "We aren't looking quite like that yet."
"Sure we are!" The Doctor cried, craning his neck and drawing another muffled "OW!" from Rose as he reached for his specs. "Or, well, alright, I guess we don't look exactly like them yet," he agreed, his forehead wrinkling in concentration. "Maybe if you just move your leg down a little more that way, and I slide up like thisHis words were interrupted again, though this time it was with a gasp of pleasure from Rose as his length suddenly filled her, ( ... )
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