The public library had seen many people pass through its glorious marbled halls throughout the years. The people came and went. They were of all shape..., sizes, colors, and ages. Some were dreading their time among the rows and rows of books, and others stayed for hours, relaxing in the peace and quiet of the adult section on the second floor. Isabelle worked as a full-time librarian. The monotony of stacking books and selling those that were too worn to be borrowed again never discontented her.. She was snowed in and was not going to get out of the city until tomorrow at the latest. She told us to have a good evening with out her and she would fly in tomorrow. Zakk and I grabbed some take out sushi and headed for my loft in the downtown area. As we ate we made small talk and tried to find a way to break the ice. I asked him if he wanted a beer but asked for wine instead. So the two of us had a glass of wine as we finished cleaning up after eating. I looked out the big window that. "But she gets fucked so much by Jim and Uncle John that I don't think she even remembers that he must do what she asks." "I also think every man on this island will want to fuck her, when she gets here in a few days." The only real requirement that he has is that whenever any woman gets fucked, when he is present, and she has a pussy full of cum, other than his own, he must go down on her and suck all of it out and bring her off at the same time." "He also has to lick and suck clean the man. "I walked her outside and swept my arm across my body showing her all of the work that was done. "Take a look, what do you think?"She walked out onto the patio and looked around. She took a tentative step onto the fresh sod and then with some more confidence walked to the side of the house and look down from the top of the wall. "This is really something. How did you get this all done so quickly?"I walked up beside her, "I just hired the right people to get the work done."She turned from the.