travel

She tossed you the ground.

"But first let change the venue" She Said

She slide across the ground and looks at the tardaris control. She points to her boots

"Come on love wont clean itself" She says

You crawl over to her boots

"Tongue"

You lick her boots. She smiles as your tongue glides across them. She pulls some nobs and levers. Your not sure if they even do anything

"See why the old boy likes having a companion...you come in handy. Now where should be go. The Inqustion. Those boys could get Randy with the ****. The Old west, and put saddle on you. Hmmmmm maybe go post Apocalyptic future. Do love leather Darling" She says