Dressing for the Occasion
By Helen Fayle
PG-13 rating
Summary- The Master pays a visit to Jo Grant.
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She broke off from the kiss panting breathlessly. "You came all this way, through so much just for ME?" she asked, all wide eyes and pert breasts...
The Master smiled at her. The lock of red hair falling over his green eyes was really too cute for words, she thought. And those lips... "My darling Josephine, not even death could keep me from your side. It took me years, but I found you..." Surreptitiously, he pushed the little notebook out of sight.
She sighed again. "Would you do something for me?"
"Anything" he said, kissing her again. The Doctor had been right... just like shooting fish in a barrel...
"You can take ANY shape?"
He nodded. She leant forward and whispered in his ear. His eyebrows shot up in shock.
"Please?" She fluttered her eyelashes then nibbled his ear gently. He sighed. Well, he would have preferred a bit of bondage, but what the hell!
And she draped her firm little form over his hastily metamorphosed Dalek casing.
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