July worked furiously at her computer, trying to ignore the people hovering impatiently over her shoulders.

"You done yet?" asked an impatient female voice from her right. July felt dizzy for a moment as an unfamiliar warmth spread from the pit of her stomach at the sound of that voice. She gulped and tried to sound as if she weren't on the edge of insanity--and not the normal PPC kind.

"No! How many times must I tell you, I still have three more to go!"

"Right."

A few seconds later a very male voice spoke up from her left.

"Are you done now?"

July felt a delightful chill run up her spine, initiated by the familiar British accent.

"N-not yet, no," she choked out, trying to quell her racing heart.

The two people beside her drew back and conferred for a moment, then July was assaulted from both sides. The female sucked and nipped at her neck as the male kissed down her jawline.

"How about now?" the two whispered hoarsely. July responded in the only way that she could think of, and the three suddenly found themselves very glad that they'd agreed to do the Radio Play.