Chapter 3: Naughty Librarian

Diun decided in light of all he had learned already he should do some more studying on humans. Heading back into the city he eventually found a library where he could have access to books to learn from. Picking out books on sexuality he placed his hands on each page reading it by touch.

Each impression from a former reader gave him the information the book carried within it. He was so engrossed in what he was doing that he didn't notice a librarian sneak up behind him.

"Find what you needed?" She asked with a smile on her face as he turned. Diun calmly turned to look at her returning her smile.

Sending her the impression he hadn't she replied, "Would you prefer a book on sexual positions?"

This startled Diun as he noticed that he hadn't consciously communicated it. Was this a side effect of having sex with humans?

How else had they begun to affect him that he had been unconscious of? Why had his people not told him of this risk? Diun had never heard of anything like this happening in the past.

Recovering quickly without her noticing Diun smiled acknowledging her question. Looking at the floor shyly Dana [the librarian] tried to gather her courage as she tried to think of what to say.

"If you want I would be happy to show you some personally." Dana said blurting out her innermost desires.

Her hand quickly covered her mouth as she realized what she had just said to him. Dana wanted to simply get away her face burning with embarrassment.

Diun was intrigued as the freckled red head blushed. He had never seen anything like it. Reaching out he stroked her face surprised it was not red hot due to its color.

Smiling as he looked into her deep blue eyes he nodded indicating he was interested. Dana couldn't believe it.

"We could meet here after work." Dana suggested.

Diun frowned at this. He did not like the idea of waiting. Seeing his reaction Dana's tongue licked her lips simply trying to wet them. What Diun saw was an action that inflamed his arousal.

He had read about the act of kissing and was eager to try it. The act had in fact reminded him of it. Using his stroking hand on her face as subterfuge he reached into her mind lightly plucking out an image. It was her version of the perfect kiss.

Taking her in his arms his mouth hungrily sought hers just like in the image and his tongue parted her lips. Moving around he stroked the inside of her mouth with it concentrating on her enjoyment. Dana felt herself cum right there and then wetting her panties.

Wrapping her arms around his neck she deepened the kiss feeling his strong arms wrap around her. When he broke the kiss Dana desperately tried to kiss him again but he stopped her, his finger pressed against her lips. Dana whimpered her eyes begging to continue the intimate act.

Controlling himself and his growing need to have her Diun planted the image of her home in Dana's mind. Nodding in agreement as if he had said it verbally she led the way out the door.

Finding her car they drove back to her house. Once they were inside Dana closed the door behind them. When she turned around Diun began kissing Dana's neck making it hard for her to concentrate. Something was still causing her to hesitate so Diun stopped.

He wondered what was wrong and she gave him her answer, "I'm a virgin."

A questioning look came over his face after hearing this. He did not understand the full implications. The impression he was getting didn't make sense. She knew about sex but was nervous about her first time. His people were never nervous. They had too much memory to call from. Surety was a part of being who he was.

Taking his hand she led him to the bedroom. Inside was the usual furniture along with a T.V. and VCR.

Turning on the television she pressed play on the VCR. Images came on to the screen of a man and a woman having sex. Seeing it Diun nodded understanding. That was how she knew.

Like him who already knew how to have sex from his memories, she had learned over time from these images on the screen. Touching the VCR he read from it that she used it quite often for this purpose, as well as something more.[last sentence?]

He saw her touching herself while watching as well as using some strange object. Pleasure was attached to this image and he wondered what it was. Even now he could hear a steady hum attached to this new image.