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Reviews Are welcome now here is chapter 3
“Martha we can’t. It’s not that we’re not compatible it’s just you’re you know and well it’s complicated.”
“I’m not dumb.”
“No you’re not it’s just…” how could he explain the things he had done to her since the day he had first met her.
“Start slowly from the beginning.”
“The day we met I did a genetic transfer it wasn’t just to throw off the Judoon it was so I could see if you were compatible if you were I’d have left you and if you weren’t I’d ask you to join me some where along the line I just forgot. I had someone so close to my own nature to talk to and possibly…”
“Were you with…?”
“With Rose. No. Not in the way I’m talking about. I would deliberately push you away to protect myself and yet I found myself doing things to protect you. That day you missed your period when we went to Telepathia before we left the Tardis I secreted a hormone so the inhabitants on the planet would think that you and I were mated so they wouldn’t mate you by force.”
“That’s going a bit above and beyond the call of duty Doctor. I can take care of myself just fine.” She climbed off of him and scooted down under the covers turning her back to him she prayed for sleep or Corey to call her for another job.

Physically, mentally and emotionally exhausted the Doctor went and laid down on the couch near the center lamp.
He hadn’t slept since his regeneration but this time he swore he needed it he slept so hard he didn’t hear the phone when it rang.
Martha dressed in a short purple plunging neckline sweater dress and some knee high black velvet boots carefully she tied her hair loosely and applied a little eyeliner with some light purple eye shadow and a very soft lilac tinted lip balm. She checked herself out in the mirror and a mournful cry came from the living room. On her way out she covered the Doctor with a new blanket from the linen closet and kissed him on his forehead and told him she’d make it all better for them soon.

Meeting Corey down stairs she noticed he was extra quiet and she didn’t like extra quiet people maybe why she would gripe a bit when the Doctor got all silent. The Doctor. He’s the reason I’m making all these compromises. Only for you would I do this only for you. “We need a product testing girl but since you said you’d only strip and nothing else I…”
“I’ll do it!”
“Sweet heart I know you love this man but baby there are somethings in this business that you have to learn the price of and no man is worth the price of your soul or your virginity.”
“I’m not a fucking baby and what I do is not your business! I can take care of myself! I always have.” She said that last part more to herself than anyone else.

She followed him to a private room where it was just him her and a camera and a large black and silver case.
Sex Toys she thought she knew this because she kept a similar case in her possession with a certain item that she found great pleasure. “First you need to warm up then we can get this show on the road.” She turned her back to him while he adjusted the camera and began to get undressed all the while images of the Doctor’s face floated behind her eye lids. She proceeded to touch herself and stopped in mid motion. He took two of his fingers and worked them in and out of her easing her down onto the bed stroking her back she became soft and pliant in his hands. She arched her back as he hit that spot in her that nearly pushed her to the edge. One more just one more “My God Martha you’re so tight and he hasn’t had you yet! I’d throw you down in a heart beat if I didn’t have my codes.”

“Codes you have rules?”
“Yes Miss I do may also surprise you to know I have morals too!” He gave a great laugh and proceeded to uncover a thing in the corner. Martha stared a bit she’d seen one once before and in action too. A Fucking Machine. He opened the case and there was the widest assortment of toys that she had ever seen. Glass, silicone and one that she dared not try because it was just to life like.
“What do ya want to try first?” She glanced at the machine and he followed her gaze. “Are you sure?” She could only nod her head. She scooted her body in position as he told her to and watched as he leaned down and started to adjust it to her entrance when he inserted the tip she tensed a bit as to be expected but then she relaxed and spread her legs wider taking it in. Her muscles clenched and unclenched around it as it vibrated inside her. She lay there at first as the machine slowly pumped in and out of her getting the feel of it then something inside of her made her say harder and she moved with it imagining it was the Doctor making her feel this good pumping away inside of her easing his own pain and suffering while forgetting for just a little while everything that made him sad made him ache and hurt beyond her reason of bearability.

The Doctor ground his aching member into the sofa he was aroused but couldn’t think of how he had gotten into such a state turning over he wiggled himself out of his trousers and freed his ever so hard raging member taking it softly in his hand he stroked it ever softly at first then something urged him faster and harder toward his inevitable climax and he shut his eyes. Martha literally saw the Earth spinning on its axis. Flowers springing up from the ground and then she watched them wither away and die, stars were being born and bursting behind her eye balls. This this particular orgasm was unlike any she’d ever had before she just could barely register Corey in the room something or someone was in her head it didn’t feel threatening in fact it felt safe comfortable.
He saw her in the distance in a field of violets and lavender dressed in lilac her creamy brown skin and hair flowed like silk like she just belonged there. ”Martha! “Doctor” she whispered as he embraced her. He felt as though she were porcelain in his arms noting that she was staring at him with a questionable look he tried to explain. “This isn’t right.” He said shaking his head all the while never letting go of her. Her eyes flew open searching erratically for any proof that it was real and not some illusion created by an orgasmic experience.

“Martha are you alright?” her eyes focused on Corey kneeling on the beside her she nodded and looked away.
“You know you don’t have to be in this line of work Martha a foxy little mama like you can be a movie star a singer or model something not so degrading like this.” Her shoulders shook violently and in what seemed like a familiar gesture Corey swept her up into his lap like any man trying to control a crying woman. He let her burry her face in his chest until her tears subsided she looked up at him and felt this overwhelming rush of gratitude towards him. “It’s not the job…it’s” she stopped so suddenly.
“It’s that man is he hurting you?”
“No. He’s not hurting me not physically anyway.”
“Donny’s ya boyfriend you’re together. What wrong?”
”That’s just it we’re not together not really I’m just his friend. Just a traveling companion. He lost someone he loved before he met me and the only reason I’m with him is because he doesn’t want to be alone. When he looks at me he doesn’t see me he just sees her. Everything I say every little thing I do reminds him of her and how I’m not her. How I’ll never be her. I just want him to see me for me you know.”

When she got home he wasn’t there the place was spotless but he wasn’t there. A small note on the fridge said gone for a drink be back soon with so many bars in this town she decided to go get herself a drink too. Walking down the streets at night she had always had this feeling that as a woman someone was following her but as she listened now she realized someone was following her. She turned a corner in hoping to lose them instead she found herself trapped at a dead end.
“Looks like we got ourselves a pretty little black bitch.” A man maybe about six foot six to eight inches tall and another man may be five eight or five nine. She dropped into a defensive crouch and waited for them to come closer springing up into a round house kick she sent the smaller man flying into a near by brick wall but her landing was off as the tall man pinned her.

“Feisty little nigger aren’t you well I got something to rip the spunk right out of you.” He forced her legs apart and fumbled with his pants as Martha kicked and screamed trying in a desperate need to free herself from her captor before he knocked her out cold. The man went flying into the wall behind her with such a force she heard the bones in his body break before being carried away. Looking back at the man she saw a large blood bubble rise from his mouth he breathed once then twitched and that was it just like that the man that was going to rape her was dead. She awoke looking up at the Doctor and she felt safe so safe she drifted back off to sleep.

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