It's A Young Man

"Hi," the man says as Emma meets his eyes. "I'm looking for a book."

Emma feels a flush, beginning to close her legs, but then stops herself, feeling the excitement of her exposed pussy below the desk. "You've, uh, come to the right place." She says with a smile.

The man to his credit actually looks a little embarrassed at his request. "I'm looking for something about 15th Century Native American Culture," he clarifies. "It's for a college project."

Emma actually blinks at the request. It's certainly not the sort of thing she's usually asked for. "We don't have a lot of that sort of thing," she says slowly, before pointing towards the back of the library. "Most of our historical work is in the far corner back there."

"Yeah, that was the first place I looked," he says a little nervously, "I couldn't see anything."