“You okay?” Justin thought for a moment, then smiled. “Yeah, I’m good.” He turned to look at Paul’s perfect face, feeling indescribably li...ht and happy.Paul took his face in both hands and kissed him warmly, firmly. “I really need to introduce you to my husband. I think he’d-”“Oh my god!” Justin pulled away and leaned over the railing. “There’s Abby!”“Where?”Justin pointed to a rainbow-wigged figure coming out of a bar across the street. “I have to get down there!” He headed for the sliding. After a few minutes, she grabbed my hand and placed it on her breast. ‘Don’t be shy Ryan,’ She rasped. ‘Feel me up, feel my tits and pussy. I shaved it for you.’ I certainly didn’t need any more incentive than that, and in no time my hands were all over her. When I touched her pussy, it was soaked with her juice, and my finger slipped right in. Crooking it and making a ‘come here’ motion, I stroked what the Internet guide had said was the magic spot. ‘OH RYAN,’ She groaned. ‘ What are you. Those girls you're refering to have little to no self-respect so can get away with such behaviour and also seem to enough makeup on to put even the Kardashians to shame in what they wear.”“I like you because you're reserved and show consideration in your interactions instead of throwing yourself at every boy that you come across.” After my last comment, Sarah stared at my eyes. She seemed almost mesmerised by what I have said.“Well then if that is what you believe then I will not argue.”She. Which she was, at first. The books had been shelved in a semblance of order but there was a great deal of fine-tuning to be done and the cataloguing software was both inadequate and unfamiliar and there were new library cards to be made and given out and a myriad of other tasks requiring her attention. She did them all perfectly. She felt a small thrill of pride every morning when she pinned on the tag that read “Theresa Bryant—Head Librarian” before opening the library for the day.But after.