Note: This story was dynamically reformatted for online reading convenience. The Librarian By deGaffer Copyright ( 2008 by deGaffer SUMMARY: A wealthy and politically connected college librarian manipulates a group of students and encourages them to put together a team that the Confederacy shouldn't ignore. UNIVERSE: The Swarm Cycle WARNING: This story contains material unsuitable for minors and narrow-minded individuals. It probably contains sex, violence, and other socially unacceptable material. You have been warned! CONTENT: no-sex ScFi This story is set in the Swarm Cycle Universe created by Thinking Horndog. Get a grip; this is fiction. Any resemblance between the content of this story or any of the characters depicted herein with real persons, places or events is totally coincidental. It started with a simple concept that should have been a short story, but it seems to have morphed into an epic saga of scheming, planning, deception, and of course, sex. I very much appreciate the patience and efforts of Mulligan. His help has made this a much better story. I claim full responsibility for all errors and omissions. Pursuant to the Berne Convention, this work is copyrighted with all rights reserved by its author unless explicitly indicated. Reproduction for profit is forbidden. Any distribution must include this note and the author's email address. CHAPTER 8: The Day After Thursday morning dawned bright and clear. Lesa was at the breakfast table with her three children sipping her first cup of coffee. She had been unusually quiet that morning. "Are you okay, mom?" Sara asked. "I'm fine, dear. Why do you ask?" "I don't know. You just seem to be kind of drifting. You're usually bouncing around the kitchen, and this morning you're just sitting here. Did something bad happen last night?" Lesa blinked, "Actually, something good happened last night. It was something very nice. I'm just a tired and a little nauseous. I didn't get as much sleep as I usually do." She though 'Nauseous?' She turned to look at the calendar attached to the corkboard. 'Could it be? No, surely not!' Reassured, Sara continued, "I really like Jake. Will he be coming to visit again soon?" Looking at her daughter, Lesa smiled; then laughed, "I like Jake, too. Yes, I think he'll be visiting us very soon," and added to herself, 'At least I hope he will, just as soon as I recover from his last visit.' *-*-* A few miles away Sara and Leslie were sharing a mirror in their bathroom putting the finishing touches on their makeup and adjusting their hair. Both had opted to wear cropped T-shirts and denim shorts with flip-flops, a serious fashion departure for each of them. "Are you feeling better this morning?" Sara asked. "Yeah, much better," Leslie responded unconvincingly. "What are we going to do about Marvin and Jake? This could be a real mess." Sara was clearly distracted with her own thoughts. "Thanks for bringing that up. That does seem to be the crux of the problem, doesn't it?" Leslie mumbled. Sara turned to look a Leslie. "Whoops, sorry." *-*-* Across the quad Jake was trying to shave without removing his face. 'Shit, shit, shit,' he thought to himself, 'what have I gotten myself into. Shit, shit, shit.' "Will you be at the library this afternoon, Jake?" his roommate, Toby, asked. When he didn't get a response, "Earth to Jake, come in Jake." "Wha ..." Jake turned to look at Toby. "I asked, will you be at the library this afternoon? Where's your head, man. You've been stumbling around in a fog all morning. If I didn't know any better I'd think you got laid last night," Toby remarked not realizing just how true his remark was. "Ah!" Jake exclaimed as he cut the hell out of his chin. "Well?" "Well, what?" Jake was clearly being evasive. Speaking slowly and enunciating each word Toby replied, "For the third time, will you be at the library this afternoon?" "I don't know, maybe. Why do you want to know?" Jake wondered if Toby knew something about Lesa. "We need to get our thesis proposals to Dr. Grayson before the deadline. I'm beginning to wonder if it was a mistake for me to collaborate with you. Pull you head out of your ass, man!" Toby laughed as he grabbed his notes and headed for his first class. 'What do I say to Lesa? Should I bring her flowers? Probably not, she could get into trouble with the college administration if they suspect she's fucking a student. Will she be willing to fuck me again, or was last night a one-time-only situation?' Jake was clearly out of his element. 'Shit, shit, shit.' *-*-* Lesa put her shoulder bag in the large drawer of her desk and logged onto her desktop. She was feeling pleased with herself. Her plans for getting off of Earth were progressing rather well. The next step will be to convince Jake that he should forget graduate school and apply to the Confederacy as a volunteer. Sara would be fourteen this year and she wanted them to be picked up before Sara's birthday. Sitting back she wondered if she would be okay with Jake fucking her little Sara. That huge schlong of his could be too much for someone so young. She wondered how many kids at a colony world would be Sara's age. What kind of schools would they have? Inspiration struck. 'What was that professor's name I heard him mention? Oh, yeah. Grayson.' She started searching the Net for everything she could find out about Prof. Grayson at MIT. By lunchtime she had a sizeable dossier on Admiral Dr. Benjamin Grayson, USN Retired. After returning from lunch she left a message with Congressman Worley's secretary asking him to call her at his earliest convenience. An expanded plan was starting to take shape in her head. By mid afternoon she began to wonder whether or not Jake was going visit the library. Could he be avoiding her? She also began to wonder if he had fucked Sara and/or Leslie. She was sure that both of them would be 'high maintenance' bedmates and had not felt threatened by them last night. But, even though she had made it clear to Jake that he had a free hand with her in the bedroom, would he still be interested in fucking her after bedding either of those young bombshells? It was too late to grow fangs now. She knew that if she was to be picked up by a selectee she would have to share him with other women. Hell, she might have to share him with her daughter, for crying out loud. How much worse can a couple of cheerleaders be? There he was, finally. Who was that with him? Should she rush over, or wait for him to make a move? 'God, get a grip woman. You're sounding like a love struck teenager.' She mentally braced herself. Lesa watched from the mezzanine as Jake went to the catalog keyboard; then into the bowels of the library. It was several minutes before he returned with a rather thick volume. They waved at each other when he finally looked up and noticed her. Toby looked up when he saw him wave, "Who's that?" "That's Ms. Crews. She hosted our literature group at her house yesterday. Nice lady." Jake was nonchalant, maybe a bit too nonchalant. Toby just said, "Oh?" Which Jake managed to ignore. He didn't give any additional elaboration, and Toby decided to let it lie. At about four-thirty Lesa recognized Leslie, Sara, and Janet as they entered the library. She was sure that the fourth girl was not Misty. She really, really wanted to know what had happened after everyone left her house last night. The flashing of her telephone interrupted her thoughts. She exchanged pleasantries with Congressman Worley; then got down to why she had called. It was a bit after five o'clock when Lesa walked over to where Leslie and Sara were talking quietly with Janet and the unidentified brunette. "Hello, Ms. Crews," Sara said brightly. "How are you this bright and sunny day?" Chuckling Lesa replied, "My, aren't we chipper this afternoon. Are you having a great day, or was it just a great night?" The inference wasn't lost on Sara, "A great day. I really enjoyed everything at your house yesterday, but things kind of when downhill after we left." "Oh, I'm sorry to hear that, dear. Is it anything I can help with?" Lesa noticed the stress in Leslie's expression and frowned. "Didn't Jake behave?" "Jake was an angel," Leslie supplied, adding, "I kind of wish he hadn't been so sweet." Confused, Lesa just said, "Oh?" Janet was beside herself with frustration and blurted, "Argh! What did he do that was too sweet? Where did he do it? Who did he do it to? ... Come on! Won't somebody please tell me what happened?" She hadn't gotten any details from either of the girls about what had happened after she left. "Sssh," came from at least three directions. Sara said in a stage whisper, "We're in the library, bigmouth." "We were just talking about heading over to Pizza Hut in about thirty minutes. Would you like to join us?" As Janet said this, the brunette swiveled her head and gave Janet a puzzled look. "Oh, Ms. Crews this is Susan Delaney, Susan, this is the librarian I was telling you about, Ms. Lesa Crews." After the two of them exchanged pleasantries Lesa declined. "I would love to, but I need to pick up my children from day care and feed them." "Do they like pizza?" Janet asked. Blinking, Lesa replied, "Yes, plain cheese pizza." "We can pick up two or three pizzas and bring them to your place, right guys?" After a brief silence Janet, playing the ditz, continued with, "Sorry, we shouldn't just invite ourselves to your place, should we?" Susan exclaimed, "God Janet, you're such a flake!" "I'm flattered that you're so comfortable with me, Janet. That sounds like an excellent idea. How much should I contribute?" Lesa found her senses and replied. She almost laughed out loud when she realized what Janet was really after. She wanted the dirty details. "Nothing, we have it covered, right guys." Janet looked at her companions for confirmation. "See you in about, what, an hour at your house? Will it be okay if we drag a few strays in with us?" "That'll be fine as long as they're as well behaved as the group you were with yesterday," Lesa affirmed. After Lesa left, Susan pushed Janet into Sara. "Where did you get such nerve? Have you no brains at all?" "What?" Janet said playing the innocent. Even though he knew Toby was watching, Jake approached Lesa as she was gathering her things to head home. "Hi, I don't want you to think I'm avoiding you. I really want to give you a big hug and a kiss right here in the middle of the library, but I know it could cause trouble for you." Lesa looked around nervously as Jake continued, "When can I see you again?" How should she take this? "Thank you for your restraint, Jake. Janet and some others are bringing pizza to my place around six-thirty. I'm sure they won't mind if you were to show up with some Coke or pastries?" She quietly added, "It's too soon for a repeat of last night, though. I'm going to need a little more time to recover from the workout you gave me." Lesa had to admit to herself that she was pleased that he appeared disappointed. Jake and Toby caught up to Leslie outside the library. Toby raised his eyebrows when Jake put his free arm around the gorgeous redhead's shoulder. "How are you holding up, beautiful?" He asked cheerily. The smile left his face and he almost released her when he felt her stiffen. "Marvin was an ass at lunch today." She eyed Toby who had the grace to back off a bit. In a softer voice Leslie added, "He was really pissed that we didn't leave with him yesterday. I think he was mostly pissed that we weren't around for him to fuck after football practice." Leslie didn't relax much, but leaned into the embrace and presented her forehead for a quick kiss. Leslie stopped walking when Jake said, "I'm headed over to Lesa's for dinner, want to ride along with me?" He quickly added, "It's just for dinner, nothing more." "Sara!" Leslie shouted, "Want to ride over to Lesa's with Jake?" Janet was disappointed. She knew she probably wouldn't get any more info from the pair, but had wanted to try pumping them again in her car anyway. "I'm going to pick up Misty. Want to meet me at Pizza Hut?" "Sure, we'll put in the order. You know what to get, right?" Jake checked with Sara who nodded. It would be five-, no six-to-one again counting Lesa. Unless ... "How about some pizza, Toby?" Jake was feeling a bit paranoid and wanted to solicit some male support.