Anonymous1: Nyssa reclined back on the rug on the TARDIS floor, it's loose fibers brushing against her bare back. As she laid there, dressed only in a small loose skirt with nothing underneath, she fantasized idly about what would happen when the Doctor or Tegan came in and saw her like this. Her mouth curled into a lewd smile, her hands running gently over her breasts. Whichever one of them walked in next was going to have a wonderful time...
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