’ ‘Oh,’ said Zoa, studying the strange reading table. There was soft pens and piles of white sheet to one side on the table, and a large glass b...x on the other. ‘Gold sheets are for records, white sheets are for notes,’ chuckled the librarian and pulled out the chair. ‘Please be seated.’ Zoa seated herself. The librarian fetched a flat plate from the bottom of a shelf, wiped the already perfectly clean plate on both sides with a thin white towel, and inspected the towel. ‘The fight against dust. I ran my free hand over both of them. They were small firm perfectly shaped domes topped with a hard little rosy red nipple. The contrast between my black skinned hand and her lily-white skin was amazing.She wiggled about until she was laying on her back and I could see them perfectly whilst I played with them. I wiggled about on the bed bringing my face level with them. With my hand caressing one I licked the others nipple before gently sucking it.“Oh ... oh ... oh shit” she moaned whilst I. ’ He always remained so annoyingly controlled around me. Nothing I did ever seemed to surprised him. You know I’m right, E. There was a package at front door, did you know about that? ‘A, what? I haven’t ordered anything. Who is it from?’ I stood up in the tub. Damien grabbed a black towel from the rack and walked over towards me. I could see desire stirring in him as he soaked in the curves of my form, watching the droplets of water drip down my firm golden thighs. He wrapped the towel around. , I woke up needing to go to the bathroom. I grabbed the van key and quietly let myself out and locked the door behind me. Everything was deserted and I walked into the shelter building and into the men's room.Sitting there quietly on the toilet, my pants around my ankles, I was enjoying the relaxation that comes from an empty bladder when from under the stall I saw a man's feet enter the bathroom. He walked directly over to me and stood outside the door. I watched nervously through the crack.