Study time

I walk up to the big counter desk at the library and ask a nerdy, but still handsome librarian with short brown, messy hair and big glasses if my student ID is enough to borrow some books. I notice him checking me out a bit before answering with a friendly „Yes it’s enough and feel free to ask for assistance if you need any.“

I leave the front desk and can feel his eyes glued on my well trained backside. A shiver runs through my body and at the same time it creeps me out and is also strangely exciting. Anyways I don’t want to be too close to this guy and after finding the books my professor recommended I walk to the far side of the university building to read a bit in them. Lost in the economic theories described in the books I completely forget about time, but one and a half hours later I feel my straining bladder.

I slowly get up from my desk in a corner and leave my books there. I look around and finally a little bit hidden behind some large book shelves I spot the familiar toilet sign. It seems a bit hidden, but that’s probably better, because I don’t like crowded toilets with girls touching up their make up and trying to start a forced small talk conversation.