When I was in grade school, I fell for our resident librarian. She was a gorgeous woman that stood a
When I was in grade school, I fell for our resident librarian. She was a gorgeous woman that stood about 5’ 3. She had the dark-framed glasses that hung close to the tip of her nose, ready to fall with an sudden swing of her head. Her short red hair was arresting, like a stop sign you had no trouble obeying. Her skirts hugged tightly to her curvaceous hips as she came sauntering from the book-stacks to meet our class at the door. She was quite vision in full stride through the reference section. But what made me crush so hard on her was the dress shirts she would wear. Sometimes these they were your typically shirts. Other times they were these sheer, silky shirts. Always long sleeves. I would melt everytime I caught a glimpse at her tattoos peeking ever so slightly from under the cuffs at her wrist. In the right light, I could catch glimpse of her the rest of her arms. It was a secret life that she concealed and it excited me and still does today. -- source link
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