Head for the library

You head back to the library.

{if Saturday1 = True}Because it's Saturday, the library is full of even more people... including a number of high school-age types who are clearly exploring their growth spurts and sexuality. The guys lumber around like muscle-bound elephants... even the scrawny ones, while practically shouting every word. The girls are dressed slutty, showing cleavage, legs and ass.

You remind yourself that they're not all eighteen yet, but you can't help looking.

{elseif Monday1 = True}It's Monday, which means the moms and little kids are out in ****.

{else}The library has its usual assortment of the lost and homeless, moms with babies, and a few professional types who are, you suspect, unemployed like you.{endif}

{if Lupe > 0}Lupe looks up and smiles as you enter the library. "Hi, {povname}."

"Hi Lupe. You look cute today." She's wearing a t-shirt and hip-level jeans that leave a couple of inches of abdomen showing. It's obvious she's trying to be sexy and you don't mind validating her attempt.

{elseif Lupe < 0}Lupe looks up when you walk in, then turns back to her computer, tuning you out completely.

{else}The clerk looks up from her computer and gives you a faint smile. You wonder if she might be interested in you.{endif}

{if Lupe-handjob = true}"I had fun on our date."

"Yeah, me too." Getting a handjob from a cute Latina is certainly a high point of your life.{endif}

After a brief chat, you head back to the librarian's desk.

{if enochian > 0}"I found a reference," the librarian, Elizabeth, reports. She hands you a book by Aleister Crowley which you'd seen referenced in the Wikipedia article that had gotten you started on Enochian.

"Cool, thanks."

"I'm not sure you'll still be thanking me after you spend some time with it. It's a headache waiting to happen."{endif}

You find yourself checking her out again. Normally you like girls with long hair. That was one of the (many) things that attracted you to Amber. Elizabeth's hair is almost as short as a boy's, with blond-highlighted spikes seemingly sticking up at random. Her black suit looks like it should be formal and stuffy, but instead it breathes a subtle sensuality. It's cut tight in the waist to show off Elizabeth's excellent figure, and the white blouse she wears under the suit jacket is open just enough to give him a hint of cleavage.

When she steps near you, you inhale a scent of something light and citrusy which, again, doesn't seem like it should be sexy but somehow it is.

Still, with that short hair, you wonder if she's a lesbian.

You consider asking her but realize that could get you banned from the library and manage to restrain yourself.