She looked up from her work and noticed him sitting there. Every day at the same time he came into the library, picked a book off the shelf and sat down in the same place. He was a handsome man, 6′ 4′ and well built, with a shock of blonde hair and piercing blue eyes.
The Nympho Librarian
Tammie Edwins was not your typical librarian. She didn’t wear her hair up in a bun, didn’t wear glasses, full-length shapeless dresses and heels, didn’t squint or purse her lips, didn’t have dishwater skin like parchment, and was not middle-aged. On the contrary, she was in her mid-twenties, had long flowing honey-colored hair, deep green