Two college sudents hunger for a hot hookup in the library

Studying for finals my sophomore year of college had me at the library a lot. More than was healthy, most likely. It left little room for an actual life — let alone a sex life.

When you’re at the library practically twenty-four/seven, you tend to get nosy about your surroundings. Two days before finals I knew a few things for certain. Ms. Summers, the head librarian, had a steady girlfriend, but she also had a little something-something on the side. A tall, red-haired guy I vaguely knew who was majoring in English Lit. They’d sometimes head out for lunch together, but more often they’d meet in the stacks on the upper floor.

While I’d study, I’d drink coffee and time them. Usually, their in-library liaisons... Leer Más