Instant Pleasure

[mr_mrs_faxsea]

Disclaimer: The characters in this piece of fiction are not my property or creation, they are the property of the BBC and the creation of that sweet Russel T. Davies fellow.
Introduction

The leading object in this story is based on an art piece entitled "Instant Pleasure", made by a friend of ours. Only a truly disturbed individual could come

Comments

[tiggerbrasilf]

*giggles* Hmm I wonder if I could do that at work when things are quiet... Probably a good thing I didn't read this at work, not sure I could have managed not giggling...

[mr_mrs_faxsea]

You might be able to get away with it at work but what I understood from Graham (the inventor of the lovely contraption used in our gripping story) the vibrations are not to be underestimated... Better not to bung it in a drawer of a metal desk or you'll be the shame of the office for weeks :-)
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[tiggerbrasilf]

*giggles* you know thee inventor of a vibe? Sadly the desks at work are wood rather than metal, but still! I seem to have a bit of a reputation at work for having a dodgy mind and it gets harder to hide it when people bait me! Ah well (:

[mr_mrs_faxsea]

Well... if you do bring one to work, keep us posted... it might be good material for another story :-)
Besides, it'll be nice to know if we manage to infect other people with our silliness :-D
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[tiggerbrasilf]

Hmm it almost sounds like a challenge (: Hmm I wonder if it'd be possible to convince my boss that it isn't one...

Nothing wrong with a bit of silliness (: