Author's Note: This is a story that Theresalynnee and I are working on. This is based on the mash up on YouTube by MusicalMidget. If you want to hear just type in Lost In Paradise X My Heart is Broken X Shattered. I hope you enjoy it. :3

Disclaimer: Do not and will never own Doctor Who. Just in our dreams... :P

Chapter 1

"Still think this trip is worth it?" asked Charity.

"Of course," smiled Eliza, "American boys are so DULL!"

"And that's why we're in Europe..."

"Exactly..." Eliza grinned.

Charity rolled her eyes, "Do you know what you're wearing, Liz?"

"Oh, yeah..."

Eliza and Charity proceeded to get ready for their night out at a club in downtown London. Eliza wore a tight, strapless, dress that went a few inches past her butt, in red, to compliment her caramel skin tone, black stilettoes, red lipstick, dark brown eye shadow, and dark brown eye liner on her bottom eyelids. Her brown hair was curled with wide curls and the top layer was bobby pinned back, and the rest left to go past her shoulders a couple inches. Charity wore a black, leather bustier that pushed up her breasts just enough, skin tight, dark blue, skinny jeans, black, high heeled, knee high, leather boots, eye shadow that just looked like sparkles, black eye liner on both her top and bottom lids, and clear, banana flavored, lip gloss. Her dark brown hair was flat irone so it extended its full length, to her last ribs, her waist. They sprayed on some perfume and made sure they had enough money. Charity took charge of both of their funds and stuffed the money in a zipper pocket on her bustier. Charity put on a black beret, to complete her outfit, and the girls smiled at each other.

"We are so getting laid, tonight," they said in unison.

They laughed as Charity grabbed the hotel keys and put it in her pocket, on her bustier, and they left their room. Once outside, they hailed a cab and told the driver the address. They arrived in 15 minutes and Charity paid him for the trouble. They got inside, easily, ladies get in free nigt. They immeadiatly went to the bar and tried to figure out what to get. A man came up behind them and put his hands on the smalls of their backs. the man was short, muscular, tan, and had dirty blonde hair, it looked dyed. He wore his shorts haf way off his ass, like most of the guys there, white wife beater, and Eliza scoffed and looked at him disgustedly as he pulled them closer to him.

"What's a couple of sexy biddies, like you two, doin' on this lovely evening?" he asked, American accent.

Charity and Eliza looked at each other like 'is this guy serious' and knew they could play him.

Charity put on her sweetest smile ever and spoke, "We were just looking to buy a drink, but we don't have any money."

"And we're just parched," cooed Eliza, in his ear, "think you could help us?"

He looked back and forth between their breasts, pushing up in their attire, thinking that, if he bought them a drink, he'd get lucky tonight, "Anything for you ladies..."

"I'll have a Cosmopolitan," Eliza told him.

"And I'll have Sex on the Beach," spoke Charity.

After they were given their drinks, they twisted out of he guy's arms and laughed as they walked away. They left him to pay for the drinks and with a dumbfounded look on his face. They looked around for somewhere to sit, but just decided to stand against a wall. The bass was so heavy that Eliza and Charity could feel it in their chests, like a second heartbeat. They finished off their drinks and had a nice buzz afterwards. A man in a brown, pinstripped, suit was staring at them from across the floor and they blushed.

"Mmm... he looks yummy," smiled Charity.

"I second that," Eliza licked her lips.

"What do you say we tease him a little?"

"Anything to get a piece of that..."

"Let's go then..."

They set their glasses down and Charity took Eliza's hand, leading her onto the dance floor. They stopped at a point where they were still in his line of sight and Eliza turned Charity to face her. Eliza pulled Charity close, so her right leg was in between Charity's legs, and ran her hands down her arms. They started grinding against each other and Charity ghosted her lips up Eliza's neck, making her shudder. They looked over and saw the man watching them intently. They smiled and Charity turned Eliza around so her ass was grinding against Charity's crotch as they danced. Charity liffted up Eliza's right arm and kissed from her wrist to her shoulder as she wrapped it around her neck. Eliza grabbed Charity's left hand and guided it underneath her breasts, down her stomach, and to the inside of her left thigh. The man ran his right hand through his gravity defying hair and down his face to cup his jaw as he watched Eliza and Charity grind against each other. At the end of the song, Eliza and Charity untangled themselves from each other and made their way over to their voyuer. Eliza moved to press herself against his right side and Charity pressed herself against his left side.

"Enjoy the show, Sweetheart?" asked Eliza; all he could do was nod. Eliza smiled, "I'm Eliza..."

"And I'm Charity," smiled Charity, "What's your name?"

He was about to say 'John Smith', but, for some reason, said, "Doctor, just, The Doctor..."

Charity made a face, "Ugh... that accent's fake."

"Come on, Doctor," crooned Eliza, "you don't have to pretend for us."

"Right... I'm sorry," he spoke again, but with a Scottish accent, "I've gotten so used to it, but my name really is The Doctor."

"Mmm... that's better," smiled Charity, "I love your accent... it's sexy."

"It is sexy," grinned Eliza.

They moved closer to him and The Doctor's hearts sped up at how close the two humans were to him, "You girls are very, um... beautiful dancers."

"Beautiful or hot?" asked Charity.

"Amazing..." chimed in Eliza.

"Sexy..."

"Alluring..."

"Stimulating..."

"Pleasurable..."

"Enticing..." hissed Charity.

"Provacative..." purred Eliza.

"Arousing..."

"Thrilling..."

Charity chuckled, "I think The Doctor wants a taste, Liz."

"Mmm..." Eliza smiled, "is that what you want, Doctor? Do you want us to do it again?"

The Doctor's eyes were heavy lidded and clouded with lust as he breathed heavily and was so close to kissing them, "Yes..." He buried his right hand in Eliza's curls and his left in Charity's long mane, "You both are all of those words..."

"Or maybe..." grinned Charity, "you want us to do that dance..." she licked up his neck and he hissed, "on you."

"Hey, Doc, I- woah..." Charity and Eliza turned to see a body builder type of guy with black hair and piercing blue eyes staring at them, Eliza's eyes darkened at how the white t-shirt defined his muscels, "Hell-o, Ladies..." he gave them a dazzling smile, "I see you've already gotten yourself in some trouble, Doc."

The Doctor couldn't speak, but Charity did, "What's your name?"

"Jack, Captain Jack Harkness... and you are?"

"I'm Charity..."

Eliza jumped in and smiled at him as she held out her hand, "You may be American, but you're sexy and have some manners. I'm Eliza, but you can call me Liz..."

Jack kissed her hand and smiled at her, "Liz... you're quite stunning yourself."

Liz giggled and The Doctor pulled Charity closer to him, not wanting to lose her to Jack's charm.

Charity giggled and cupped The Doctor's cheek, turning him to gaze into her hazel eyes, "Don't worry, Hun," she kissed his lips once, "I'm not goin' anywhere..."

When she pulled back, The Doctor licked her gloss off his lips and tasted banana. He pulled her flsh against him as his fingers buried in her hair, and moved his other hand to the small of her back to press her hips flush against him as he kissed her. They broke their kiss and Charity gave him a sly smile and pulled away from him. She took Eliza by the elbow and they both made their way to the dance floor.

"Jack," started The Doctor, "I've never seen snything so... problem creating, then what these two can do."

"What happened to your accent, Doc?" asked Jack, "And what do they do that creates 'problems'?"

"Charity called me out on my accent being fake, and just watch them."

This time, Charity's ass was grinding against Eliza's crotch and Eliza ran her hands across Charity's collarbones and down, cupping Charity's breasts through the leather.

Jack stated laughing, mockingly, at The Doctor's obliviousness, "Oh, Doctor... you need to get out more often." The Doctor was about to object, but Jack cut him off, "And you know what I mean." The Doctor scowled at him, "They want you, Doctor."

"I want them, Jack," he looked back at Charity and Eliza, "but Eliza acts like she wants you."

"That may be so, but I think she wants us both. As for Charity... she only has eyes for you, I can tell."

"I want her, Jack... I want both of them."

"Do you know what they're expecting, now, Doctor?"

He gave Jack a look that said 'I'm not that thick' and spoke one word, "Intercourse..."

Jack grinned, "Oh, yeah!"

Jack left The Doctor standing there and took his place behind Eliza. He got into the groove of their dancing and Eliza groaned as she felt Jack's erection grinding against her ass. Jack gripped her hips with his hands and continued to grind against her. The Doctor watched as Jack moved against Eliza so easily and craved he same intimacy, particularly with Charity, Eliza was too much like Jack, for his tastes, but that didn't stop him from wanting both girls. Charity locked eyes with The Doctor and he invoulentarily shuddered at seeing the longing in her eyes. Despite what he told Donna before, he did want to mate, not just a mate, but the thought of Donna brought back what he had to do to her, who all he had to let go. His hearts clentched and he had to tear his eyes away from Charity. He went outside and Charity felt her heart clentch. Did she do something wrong? She stopped dancing against Eliza and Jack turned them around so he could talk to Charity.

"Go talk to him. "Jack told Charity.

"I barley know him, though!" she countered.

"Trust me, you'll know what to say."

Charity nodded and followed after The Doctor. When she got outside, she looked both ways and saw him at the side of the club's building. She went over to him and his head snapped up at the sound of her boots on the sidewalk.