The Harem master

Unfortunately for John Doe, he's one of those people whose lives are on a whole different level of shitty. The eighteen year old couldn't seem to catch a break anymore. At home, his parents treat him like a stranger, preferring to dote on his 'perfect' little sister. At school, where he does get lot of attention, though not the kind he likes, not when they come from bullies who gets off beating him for lunch money. Due to his 'punchbag' status, no sane guy wants to be his friend and no girl wants to date him for being pathetic, leaving the poor boy to stew in his own loneliness. And to make things worse, his luck so happens to be terrific, getting him into a lot of trouble quite often.

Last week, such instance happened in the school cafeteria, where he tripped over his own shoelace and spilled orange juice all over a cheerleader. While everyone had a good laugh at that, the girl's beefy boyfriend wasn't amused, and poor John had to spend the rest of the day, nursing a black-eye and a nasty headache at the infirmary.

One would think that'd be the end of it.

Today, his atrocious luck strikes again, this time at the local library. How he had unwittingly bump into a shelf and knock down its contents is a mystery even to himself. It's with barely restrained anger that the old woman in charge of the library, Mrs. Harangue, yell at him to straighten out his mess or suffer dire consequences.

John isn't willing to brave the wrath of the shrewish librarian whom he secretly suspect might be a witch in disguise and hurriedly goes to work.

Half an hour later, he is almost done, just to shuffle in the last book into the empty spot when he glance at the cover and does a double take. "What the hell is this doing in the chemistry department?"

The front image vividly demonstrates a man and a woman engaging in passionate sex. As if that isn't enough insight, the bold title: SEX MANUAL is a sure clue that the material is rated MA. Naturally curious and perverted to boot, John couldn't resist the urge to sneak a peek inside the book.

-wow-

Porn heaven...

Those are the two words that could remotely qualify the things he witness. The erotic details are sinful enough to set his blood aflame and an unmistakable tingle downstairs. This would be very handy in getting off during one of his 'sessions'.

A voice, borne out of his desire, filters across his mind. "I've got to have this book."

__Corona-virus is a huge pain in the ass, people.