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You let go of Jenni and she flops down onto the floor to masturbate and pant in silence.  Then you pad softly down through the atrium, following the library's great central stair into the darkness.  The thunder and lightening have stopped, but a fierce rain hisses on the skylight above, and you can hear the trees outside scraping and rustling in the rough wind.  The librarian is nowhere to be seen.  Probably in the basement trying to get the backup generator going.  But you can clearly see your next (unofficial) target.

She is much bigger than jenni, and looks very wholesome, like a girl who rides horses on the weekend.  She has long brown hair tied back in a single braid,  a very clear strong jaw-line with nice brown eyes, clear skin, and breasts that are trying to escape her white t-shirt.  Right now she is cursing and her eyes have teared up a little.  It looks like in the dark she tripped over an armchair- and now she is limping badly.  Her right ankle looks badly sprained, and the library is still bathed in complete blackness.  She won't make it to the doors anytime soon.  You