[Vicky.]

Originally Posted by LemonJam

The library was Claudia's favourite place. She loved everything about it; the calm seclusion, the musky smell of the bookshelves and even the trails of the dust that littered across some of the shelves. As she was reading a Trudi Canavan book, she pushed back the left side of her long straight hair behind her ears as it was getting in the way of her glistening grey eyes which were absorbing every word in front of her. She was in her own world. A few bookshelves behind her in the Politics and History section was a fairly young man holding a book about Napoleon. He was well put together with a natural smile and although it could be said that he had an innocence about his general demeanour, he only really attended the library for the bomb pussy. He was looking at Claudia's slim figure and thought to himself in his West Country accent "Cor, I would." He was about to put the book away to make his move, but he paused. She looked rather tall and all of his previous partners had been around his height. He also remembered that his shorter girlfriends such as Josy gave sub-par handjobs. It was time to make a change. He pushed the book firmly in its designated spot and strolled over and sat in-front of her. Claudia, who was consumed in a trance by the surreal fantasy before her, did not bat an eyelid. The man set his head straight, breathed in and leant forward.

"What are you reading?" said Matt

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