The dog's familiar prong was quickly slipping out of its tight-fitting sheath. Soon its small jouncing balls and that huge knot at the far end of the ...oner were visible. All the tiny and large knobs, all the thick blue veins standing out from the dark red slick surface of the funnel-shaped prong burned themselves into Lydia's spinning mind as she watched her friend."I can't! I can't!" Tina sobbed out in a tight, choked voice."You've got to," Lydia whispered encouragingly, feeling a strange. “Yes, he did! But then he changed. Into an older man with white hair- and a Scottish accent, believe it or not!”“I think I know what’s going on,” Amy surmised. “We both travelled with the Doctor at different points in time. Somehow or other, we were both captured and taken here. I think this is some kind of spaceship.”“Okay fine,” Clara sighed, looking down at her naked body. “But what am I doing with no clothes on?!”“Well, that I can explain,” Amy said, turning away slightly and blushing. “As. But then we have to answer the replacement.’ ‘My goodness, you do think things out.’ He wanted to reach out and touch her, maybe run his fingers over her cheek, but he controlled himself. It was all about control. It was about controlling himself and then, eventually, controlling her and her reactions. ‘And do we have to wait for our next turn for follow-up questions?’ ‘Oh yes. One question is all. Adds to the excitement and mystery of the game.’ ‘Ohhhh, just for the record, I am pretty excited. If only he had made time to talk with her calmly.His face and demeanour betrayed him and Siân came to him and sitting next to him, put her arm around him.“Dafydd, Bach, there’s a fortnight before I start work. Plenty of time to sort everything out. We can plan what’s needed and organise childcare. Unlike you, I’ll be strictly nine to five at work, or better yet, eight to four. Perhaps Celia will eventually tell you what’s going on with her. Dafydd you two need to talk it out. You need that so.