[Kokopelli25]

CHAPTER 7

She made up her mind to keep going. Entering the library, Ellie weaved her way back to the stacks. She spent a moment walking through the aisles of books, reaching a hand out to lightly brush against a row of books as she passed them, letting the feel of the volumes carry her mind back to the days she used to come in here to study after school and before her after school activities would start. Coming to the end of one aisle she realized she had found her way to her favorite spot in the library. She lowered herself into the plush reading chair and imagined hiding her body from view with a pile of books resting on her lap, one bare leg sticking out to suggest but not confirm her state of undress. One by one people would wander by, look her over, and select a book to check out. The stack of books would slowly get smaller, revealing first her bare shoulders, followed by the top of her pale breasts. She would hold her breath as the next person removed the book hiding her erect nipples, accidentally (purposefully?) leaning forward so they brushed against the edge of the book as it was removed, sending shudders through her body. The stack of books would continue to be raided as both students and now teachers lined up to take the next book and then the next, until she was left with a single book on her lap. She looked into the eyes of the last person in line, silently pleading with him not to do it, not to reveal her to the entire school as he bent down, reaching out to take hold of the last book that had been hiding her wet pussy...

Wow, she thought, shaking her head to clear her mind - where had that come from? Normally not one for daydreaming, Ellie was both turned on and startled at how easily she had slipped into the dream. She chalked it up to how late it was and how her body needed rest even if her mind was racing once again.

Getting up from the chair she quickly made her way back to the front of the library, slowing as she reached the librarian’s desk and checkout counter. Standing on her tip-toes, Ellie tried to see all the way behind the counter, but it was just slightly high for her size. She started to glance around before stopping and chiding herself. No one else was in the building yet she briefly worried about getting in trouble for going behind the counter? With a small sheepish grin Ellie walked around and sat in the chair where the librarian was normally perched, slightly higher to be able to see the whole library.

She remembered her phone and the wristlet she wore. Glancing down she reminded herself she had already completed Natalie’s suggested dare. As she took the phone out and looked for a place to set it, she tried to tell herself there was no reason to take any more photos. Walking back around to the bookshelf across from the counter she pleaded with herself not to continue doing this. Placing the phone and setting the camera timer for 30 seconds this time she resigned herself to this course of action. She sprinted back behind the counter, thought for a moment and then climbed up, laying down on her stomach, left side to the camera. She reached for a book at the end of the counter and propped herself up on her elbows, pretending to read it. At the last moment she bent her legs at the knees, lifting her bare feet up in the air, ankles crossed as she held her breath. The camera shutter clicked and captured her lithe form in profile, hair d****d back over her right shoulder, left breast just visible behind her arm, the smooth lines of her back curving into the round cheeks of her pale behind, and on to her legs and up to her feet, her painted toenails barely visible to the camera. She envisioned herself a nude model at a photo shoot, and her cheeks and chest flushed at the thought.

Swinging her legs over the edge, she hopped down from the counter, breasts bouncing for a second as her bare feet hit the ground. Walking to collect her camera she didn’t notice the slightly wet spot she left behind. This time she remembered the lack of cellular service, going right to the school’s wi-fi network to text the latest photo to Natalie. A part of her mind wondered if she kept waking Natalie up with each delivered text, but as she hadn’t heard anything back, she assumed Natalie was asleep - their hometowns were in the same time zone and it was after 4am after all.

Exiting the library, Ellie knew she wouldn’t be walking back to the locker just yet. Turning away from the direction of her clothes, she continued down the hallway of the Arts wing.