QUOTE : I glance down between our bodies, noting the full breasts straining against the buttons of her black cardigan, and grin. Sorry, can’t help it; Sexy Librarian’s got a great rack beneath her proper sweater, with its row of proper buttons, and now they’re pressing improperly against my chest in the most improper way. “What did you say your name was?” My question comes out huskier than intended. Her pouty mouth slips into another satisfied smirk. “Sexy Librarian.