The Library.

You could go get some shopping now or you could sort out your schedule for your tutoring before you go an give yourself a head start. In the end with so many others making a break for it you decide to let them fight to get out the parking lot and so head to the only quite place in the whole school, the library.

It is no joke as almost nobody uses the place anymore it is more of a storage for the schools history now what with almost every book been online now. The only reason it has stayed open is due to it housing so many important pieces of the schools history and a grant from an old student who did not want to see it closed down a few years ago. It also is a great place to get your homework done what with it having internet access peace and quite tables comfy chairs, but try telling that to most of the other students. For now it is a good place to lay low and do some planning for the long run as if this virus thing blows up you need to be ready and yet still be making some cash to pay for some of the stuff you want to get.

Entering the library you grab a table and get to work making lists and trying to think of anything you need that you do not have access to right now. About ten to fifteen later you realise no one else is in the place and wonder why as their is Ms Dimarco the librarian who normally is moving round the place and at least one or two other students hiding from teachers as they would never think to look in here. Packing your stuff away your shopping list has gotten way bigger and are about to head out when you hear the sound of something heavy hitting the floor followed by a curse.

Walking over to where you heard the cursing you head deeper into the library turning corners here and there till you reach the site of what ever went down, a shelf has given way and dropped books all over the place. Looking round to see if who ever was cursing is all right you see a door that is not normally open ajar and head over to just have a quick peek. Looking through who ever it is you do not recognise at all it is only as the woman turns around that you finally know who it is and are stunned by it, " Ms Dimarco are you ok I heard a crash" , while also thinking just what happened to her as the last time you saw her she was the poster child for buttoned up repressed librarians across the country.

Her normal choice of clothing is long skirts that cover everything even her plan Jane shoes, high collared blouses, with a sweater in the colder months with her hair in a bun and a small amount if any makeup. The woman in front of you is dressed more like the classic slutty porno librarians, her hair is down for starters. She is wearing a black suit, short black skirt, high heals, three buttons undone on her light blue blouse with her suit jacket open to the world and you are sure as positive Ms Dimarco was not rocking such a huge rack before as the things have to be in the F cup range.

Beaming as she sees you Ms Dimarco grabs you and pulls you into a hug that she never did before and has your face firmly planted in the valley of her monster cleavage. " Oh thank you for the concern Frankie the silly shelf gave way for no reason at all I was trying to put the books in a safe place till I can get someone out to fix it". The voice is Ms DiMarco's but you get the feeling it is not the one you know as the syntax and way she is talking is just so dumb blonde to you. Escaping her clutches you over you assistance " oh ok then why not let me help you get then in and out of the way, have you not bumped into anyone else today in the library or even seen you in passing by any chance Ms Dimarco".

Shaking her head she informs you she was late in after having to visit the local ladies boutique to get some new clothing as for some reason everything else she owned either did not fit or did not look good on her. " So I stopped by on my way to work and well I ended up needing new lingerie, shirts, blouses, skirts, dresses and other things and Kimberly was a great help. She even told me I should not have hidden this body for so long under all those silly sweaters". My god people cannot even see the shit right in front of them, either that or Kimberly is not herself as well you think. Just nodding you would be running for the door but after getting a good up close encounter with her new puppies you can only think about one thing right now.