Rose Tyler

The voice unmistakably the south London accent of the beautiful blonde Rose Tyler.

You panic and stay hidden behind the console, heart rate now at **** levels. You know you could easily overpower a 5ft 6 woman but you still don't fancy getting caught and you haven't yet deduced if the doctor is around or not.

Her feet impact the metallic floor as she walks around to your side of the console.

"Doctor?"

She calls out again. Her voice sounding so close in a few more steps she would see you.

A small glimmer you can see on the console gives you a ray of hope as you can see it's a key, a necklace even, with the key as a pendant.

Without hesitation you grab this and thrust it over your neck.

Rose fully comes into view now wearing a lilac jacket, black jeans and black converses. She doesn't look down at you though and continues to walk straight past you.

There was no way she couldn't have seen you. It must have been how you'd hoped, your new key necklace was infact a perception filter, you should for all intents and purposes be invisible.

You want to test this more, you now get up, run in front of her and wave your hands about. She just continues walking oblivious and you need to quickly side step out of her way before she collided with you.

Fascinating.

Evil thoughts materialise in your head as you make the connections that you have Rose all to yourself, AND you're invisible to her.

She goes to the coatrack you knocked over earlier and she notices that one of the doctors long brown swishy coats and fallen when you knocked it and not been replaced.

She slowly squats down with the intent to grab the coat and hang it back up. As she squats her jacket rides up and her jeans ride down, giving you a perfect view of the whale tail of her plain black thong.

This puts her in position for one of the many evil thought you had.

You rise to the opportunity, crouch down with her and get a good grip on either side of the thong in each hand.

This she feels, but before she has a chance to protest you jerk up, hard.

"Aaaeerrkkk"

The thong stalls around her mid back and you let is snap back now all wedged up and sitting abover her jacket.

She almost fell backward from her squat position and put her hand back to catch herself.

She stands up, now red in the face and mouth agape in shock.

"What the hell?!?!?!"

She looks over her shoulder at her thong snapped over her jacket.

"Doctor?!?!?"

She calls, surely he couldn't have done this, and surely the TARDIS couldn't have wedgied her.

You stand there just watching your arms folded and smirking. This must have been one seriously powerful perception filter as evidently she still couldn't see you.

You have to stop yourself from laughing out loud as she sets to fixing the wedgie but realises her jeans are too tight and needs to take her belt off.

As you watch the beauty blonde rumage under and jeans and in a rather unladyliks fashion, peel her underwear back out of her cheeks, you think of what you should do to her next.