"Rory…" The doctor moaned out, bucking his hips up desperately. Rory knew the doctors body perfectly. He knew all the dips and curves…. He knew exactly where to curl his fingers to make the timelord scream out in pleasure.
Rory loved to make the doctor scream. He loved the way he twitched and quivered…. And he loved the way he looked when he came. Rory knew he should feel guilt for doing this to Amy…. But he didn't…. he was on a drug called timelord.
Amy could hear them. She knew what they were doing….The doctor had tried to soundproof the room, but it hadn't worked…. She could still hear the lust filled cries of the doctor… her raggedy doctor was no longer her own… and neither was her roman soldier….they didn't belong to her…. They had found a sweet companionship between themselves….
Amy cried.
She cried for a long while… she cried until she had no more tears…..
Amy Pond was empty.