Some alone time

Why waste the journey here when fun presents itself, you think to yourself as you watch the prim and proper librarian stacking the shelves. You mentally nudge her a little as she bends towards the bottom shelf and she totters a little on her heels.

"Wouldn't this be easier if you weren't wearing shoes." You say in your silent voice and you watch as she almost instantly slips the heels off her feet, balling her toes against the carpeted floor.

With a click of your fingers you push thoughts into her head. The excitement of having taken off an article of clothing while at work, the thrill that even though she's alone she could get caught.

You pick up a random book off the shelves and flick through it as you allow that thought to settle in, before pushing it a little further.