" How would it be if I called by in about 10 minutes - after I've returned these books to their shelves - and maybe give you a real-life close-up?"She...pursed her lips and shook her head. "Far too risky." She tapped a tiny black earpiece (no bigger than hearing aid) which I hadn't even noticed. "I'm on call 24/7 with this gismo." She nodded at the far corner of the reading area. "How about in the toilets?" Aren't they a bit cramped?" The disabled one is huge. It doubles as a baby-changing. Anyway, he gave me a funny look."Do you think we could get a girl to show us her tits?" Alfie went on.I felt a jolt go through me at this possibility. "What do you think?" said I."I think some of them might. I think Eleanor McLean would."This seemed to me a distinct possibility. Eleanor had the reputation of being the most daring of the girls and, be it said, experienced. The other girls were slightly in awe of her. It was even said that she smoked."I'm going to ask her," said Alfie finally.We. Shit, was it cold! She crept over to where Jake was sleeping and gingerly tugged on the zipper of his sleeping bag. He didn't stir. She pulled the zipper down far enough to start to wiggle in beside him. He awoke with a start and she put a finger to his lips and whispered, "Shhhhhhh! Move over!" He moved over to the far edge of his sleeping bag. She slid in beside him, gasping as she felt his bare legs against her hand. Her hand crept up his leg, to discover that he was only wearing briefs. She. This is just too weird, I thought sitting there. What if I have to go to the bathroom? I probably have to go pee out in the parking lot.I guess it was nerves, but the mental imagery from that last thought made me start to giggle like one of my female students. I actually jumped when the speaker in the ceiling came to life, announcing "Mrs. Richardson, please come down the hall to office number three!" It was a male voice which instantly brought back my feelings of embarrassment and exposure.I.