Chapter 11

Another week of boring school. There was no football game this week, the team had an away game. So, I decided to jet over to the library and see if any of Edgar Rice Borough’s books I was looking for were back in stock at the library. I’d like to say that my favorite librarian, Miss Alice Elderkin and her creamy breasts were not in the front of my mind but that would be a lie.

She gave me a nice smile as I walked in. I waited politely for her to finish helping a kid that I vaguely knew and walked up to the reference desk as soon as he left.

I slipped the ring on. She blushed as I approached her.

“Hi, Miss Elderkin, I have some questions about stuff. Could you help me?”

“Well, hello, Mr. Conner, my aren’t you being formal tonight.” She leaned forward and I got a beautiful view down the top of her blouse.

“These are the kind of questions that might better asked back in the History/Geography section.

“Oh my. Follow me.”

She walked with a nice sway to her ass and each time her heels clacked against the tile floor those big titties bounced like a couple of playful puppies.

She stopped by Poland this time and turned to face me with shinning eyes.

“My gosh, the minute you came in sent a sharp dash of excitement straight down to you know where.”

She grinned a wicked grin.

I grinned back. “Now Miss Elderkin, don’t be naughty girl. I have some questions for you.”

I slipped off the ring.

She blinked and gave me a confused look.

“How can I help you, Mr. Conner? I see school started. Do you have another report?”

“No. I mean I do, but that’s not why I came to see you. I have some questions about sex, and I thought what better place to come and find out than the library.”

After dropping that bombshell, I watched and waited for her response. I was cheating a bit. I knew what she was feeling/thinking under her social good girl defenses. But I wanted to hear from the whole Alice, not just her unbridled subconscious.

“Oh my.” She blushed and took a deep breath and repeated. “Oh my. Steven isn’t there anyone else you can talk to. I mean, I don’t have very much experience and I’m a relative stranger.”

“Miss Elderkin, neither do I. I know how boys think, but I have no idea how girls think. Do you think you could be blunt and open with me and tell me how girls think?”

I had considered telling her about the ring, but a sharp painful jolt from the ring told me that that was a bad idea. I figured I could at least explore if any memories carried over after I removed the ring.

“Okaaaay, I guess. First of all, Steven, call me Alice, I’m not all that much older than you. So, what do you need to know? Keep in mind that I’m not a typical girl.”

“Do you remember any of our previous conversations?”

“What are you talking about.” Confusion blossomed in her pretty eyes.

“Well for example, I told you really like when you bend over and show me your beautiful breasts. Your sexy tits. And you told me that you really like teasing me with them. That’s what I’m talking about real honest talk.”

“WHAT.” Her face went pale then morphed to the color of a ripe tomato. “I am not a slut or a whore. I told you now such thing. I would appreciate it if you would just get out.”

“It’s okay. You and I have been thinking thoughts that might seem to be a bit naughty. Wouldn’t it be fun to explore that side of us with each other? You told me you wanted to do some research for when you get married. Let’s help each other.”