The story of Karen Smith, her friends, family, and how she got tangled into something much bigger and more complicated than she'd ever imagined. (And yes, this is intended to be a Top Gear fan fic... Or maybe rather a Richard Hammond one.. Don't judge me, ok?)

Marcilia Johnson, a recent addition to the trio in the second series of Top Gear, catches the eye of Richard Hammond. Marcy starts to develop feelings for him too, but has to withstand the temptation, but can she? It's forbidden, its frisky, they couldn't, they could never break the rules...

Hello dear readers! I've been writing for awhile, so I thought - why not share my writings here and see if people enjoy it? All of these chapters you (hopefully) will read were originally posted on Tumblr (my account -> https://www.tumblr.com/blog/fanficsaremydrug) as a fruit of my incredibly vivid and rather unbelieveable, silly imagination. They're not really connected, because they are basically just oneshots, but with a little imagination of your own you can easily put them into a story and add your own details. While this here is written only about Richard Hammond, you can find some of my works related to other two Top Gear presenters on my account on Tumblr, as they were requested mostly by Anons. Hope you'll enjoy. And, feedback (goor or bad!) is always appreciated. Love xx

(First person perspective! Unnamed character) You're a staged guest at the boys' "Garden Party" during their India special, and while you're quite good at keeping your distance and subliminally stirring up positive promotion of the UK, you can't help but feel a twinge of distraction whilst being around Hammond.

Anna Smith expected bandages and CPR. A standard first aid course. A couple of hours, maybe a few eye-rolls. Nothing out of the ordinary. What she didn't expect was sarcasm, chaos - or him. Three grown men who behaved like children. A film crew. And a certain short, charming presenter who had a knack for getting under her skin. It was supposed to be just a job. A day like any other. Nothing serious. Right?