As much as she tried, and wanted to get over it, her heart still wouldn’t let go. He was so nice, and so easy to talk to and he believed in her. Yet... she would easily let go if not for that small grain of hope that her suspicions regarding Carla and Anton weren’t true. Now and then it would surface, the suspicion they were together, but neither side openly admitted it, and until a confession, or some undeniable sign was seen with her own eyes, she could not let go. And so her disappointment. Question you? You're the Library?" He asked surprised at the thought."I AM. BUT WHO ARE YOU?" The Library asked."Sorry, I'm Chris Beaker although I think you know me as The Stranger." AHH, BUT YOU ARE EARLY. YOU SHOULDN'T BE HERE UNTIL ... HUMMMM." There was a pause and then a dark mist appeared in the middle of the library. "I'm sorry but it's been so long since anyone's been here." The voice came from the mist.Chris frowned, "Just how long has that been?" He asked.There was a sigh, "Never.. If any man had stopped to talk and offered her to go for a drink and most likely a fuck, she’d easily go with him. She looked at the missed calls and messages on her phone and ignored them, except to finally call Dan.He was naturally very worried about her. She lied, saying her ease back-to-work program was working very well. She explained that she needed some alone time before going home, and was safe and doing well. Karen told him he was meeting another couple for a while and would be home. I moved my hand which rested on her waist and held her by her navel and she turned, we had a look in our eyes for a split second which lasted as long as a minute. I could feel her chest heave her 36C breasts swooning in the motion and just like that we pounced on each other. My tongue was already exploring the depth of her mouth.My hand rushed from her sides to her bottoms and gave her a gentle spank on her ass to let her know how bad she had been. She responded with a resounding moan. “You.