"Are you looking for something specific?" I spun around to find a small, and by small I mean not so tall woman, with reading glasses. She looked like ... real librarian and seemed nice enough. "Umm..no..I was just looking." I smiled slightly, and she nodded. Turning back she went back the way she came. For the next hour I spent my time looking at books and making a list. I finally looked at the clock and pocketed my list. It was probably time to head back. I noticed that when I left. She didn't have the junkie look, or the junkie smell. She just looked tired, and scared, and hopeless."When was the last time you ate?" I had some chips from the machines around 3." This morning?" Yesterday afternoon." Come on, let's go grab a bite. There's nothing you can do here ... unless you want to be here when they turn off the machines?" No ... no, I've already said my good-byes."She followed him through the maze of corridors like a lost puppy, out into the autumn sunlight to his. It was not dirty or especially messy; only untidy. He will just have to get rid of the odd and ends, he had collected and could take a whole weekend but it might be worth it. He was sure to find something worthwhile underneath the layers. He sat on the edge of the bed to undo his shoes. Even bending a little was hurting because of the workout given to boys by the wrestling coach and it had taken a toll, causing aches all over. After taking off the shoes, he sat thinking. Wrestling team had a. " Oh yeah? Which ones are your favorites?" My boyfriend asked."I love stroking to her big tits!" Pete said, "But that picture of her bent over with her panties pulled down around her thighs always make me cum!" That's one of my favorites too!" My boyfriend said."Do you have any more pictures of her?" Pete asked, "Can I watche the videos again?" Yeah but only if you let me stroke your cock to them" My boyfriend said."Hell yeah!" Pete said, "But only if I can stroke your cock at the same.