Note: This story was dynamically reformatted for online reading convenience. The Librarian By deGaffer Copyright (c) 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 13: Shocking! When Leslie and Lesa entered the kitchen, Lesa suggested, "How about bacon and waffles?" "Sounds great to me, just tell me where things are," Leslie replied. Lesa pulled a couple of chef's aprons out of the broom closet, "Here, we had best protect our tits from popping grease. There's a griddle in the cabinet below the stove and the bacon is in the left-hand drawer in the main section of the refrigerator," Lesa directed. "I'll start mixing up waffle batter." In short order they had bacon and coffee started, the waffle iron out and heating, and batter ready in a large ceramic bowl. The sounds of sex could periodically be heard from upstairs. Sara's screaming climax got the two's attention. They looked at each other and began giggling like schoolgirls. Leslie was taking up the bacon as Lesa removed the second waffle to a covered platter when they heard, "Dios Mia!" from the utility room door. Neither had heard the key turning in the backdoor. "Oh, shit! Now I remember why I didn't want Jake here last night." Lesa smacked herself in the forehead as she turned to the face the new arrival. "Sienta, Consuela. I'm so sorry!" Consuela started to ask, "Que ..." when everyone from upstairs came through the door from the hallway. Sara Johnson stepped through the door with Samantha riding her naked hip and Frankie holding her free hand. Sara Crew's attention was on Sara Johnson, who was teasing Jake about overworking his poor shriveled penis. None of the five noticed Consuela until her outburst of "Madre de Dios, Sarita. Que es estos?" Jake quickly sidestepped to place the kitchen island between him and Consuela, "Lo siento mucho, senora," he mumbled blushing crimson. Sara Crews gave Consuela a puzzled look and said, "Hola." Leslie looked around the room and started laughing as she approached the shocked Nicaraguan matron. "Buenas dia. Me llama es Leslie Owens, y usted?" Leslie told her good morning and introduced herself. "Consuela Martinez, mucha gusta," Consuela's 'pleased to meet you' was totally automatic. "Sorry," Lesa said as she returned to Earth and introduced her friends. "This is my housekeeper Consuela Martinez. Consuela, mi amigos Jake Caulfield, Leslie Owens, y Sara Johnson. I forgot she was coming today, guys. I had intended to run everyone out after the pizza was gone last night, but totally forgot about Consuela when things started developing as they did." "I go, come back later?" Consuela asked in broken English. "Nonsense," Sara Johnson said. Taking Jake's hand she added, "Jake and I will scoot back upstairs and put on enough clothes to not embarrass anyone and be right back. Shall we bring something back for the two of you?" She asked looking at Leslie and Lesa. "I have a robe on a hook inside my closet door." Lesa replied. "My T-shirt and shorts should be lying around the guest room, somewhere." Leslie answered looking accusingly at Jake. Sara nodded and led the embarrassed and blushing Jake back upstairs. Consuela met them at the kitchen door when they returned and took the sheets Jake had stripped from the two beds. Sara Johnson passed the requested clothing to Lesa and Leslie who dressed while Consuela was in the laundry room. Sara Crews continued to laugh as she poured juice for her siblings in the breakfast nook. "It's very entertaining to have a house full of naked people. We need to do this all the time." "You little brat," Lesa said affectionately and began laughing herself. When all of the breakfast foods and beverages were distributed, everyone sat down at the table and began discussing various plans for the day as well as the foreseeable future. "Maybe I can get naked at the next party." Sara Crews blushed as she looked at Jake. "Not so fast, kiddo. You have to be fourteen before you can participate in adult games. I did NOT intend to expose you to this much, this soon. I thought these guys would be all talk, and no action. Little did I know they would be so eager to get naked and jump into a pile!" Lesa said to her visibly disappointed daughter. Everyone put their dirty dishes into the sink and headed upstairs to get ready for the new day. There were enough bathrooms and vanity counter space for everyone to freshen up in minimum time. Lesa, Leslie, and Jake were having a bit of confusion when using the name 'Sara'. Most of the time the context was clear, but other times it was annoying. Jake finally said, "Okay, this is getting to be too difficult. How can we distinguish between the two Sara's, Sara Jay and Sara Cee?" Leslie wrinkled her nose, "Sara Jay, or even Es-Jay works, but Sara Cee is too clumsy." Jake suggested, "What was that name Consuela used, Sarita?" Lesa pursed her lips before responding, "I could live with 'Sarita' for my Sara, and Sara or Sara Jay for the long legged cheerleader." From the top of the stairs Lesa shouted, "Sara!" The duo of "What, Mom?" and "Yes?" pretty much proved the point that Jake had raised. When she recovered from laughing, Lesa told them, "Clearly there's some confusion generated by the two of you sharing the same given name. The three of us would like to propose Sara Jay for you and Sarita for you, if that's okay with the two of you?" Lesa pointed as she proposed each name. "Cool," Sarita answered. Sara Jay nodded, "I can get used to Sara Jay." Sarita and Jake were ready before the three grown women. Jake helped Franklin get himself together for daycare while Sarita saw to her young sister. Before leaving, Jake got Lesa aside. "When may I return, alone? I love being around Sara and Leslie. Sex with them is great, but stressful for me. Sex with you is mind-blowing and so easy. Not that you're easy," Jake tried to back-peddle from his faux pas. "I can be myself. I can go with the flow if you want to be in charge, and I believe I can be assertive if you want me to be in charge. You claim to have no limits and testing that could be fun. The only problem I see with us having a broader relationship is our ages, and that's other people's problem; not ours. Will you consider expanding our relationship?" Lesa was choked with pride in her young protégé. She took his face in her hands and kissed him. Her gamble with the cheerleaders had paid off handsomely. When she could breathe again, she told him, "Yes, Jake, I'll be your fantasy companion for as long as the dream lasts." At that moment in time, Lesa was sure that Jake could ask nothing of her that she wouldn't gladly do. Some of the stray fantasy scenarios that flashed through her mind had her nipples erect and her panties soaked before she released Jake's face. "When can you return, Jake?" Lesa asked as they descended the stairs to join the others in the foyer. "Tonight?" He suggested quietly. At the bottom of the stairs she leaned in close, kissed his neck, and whispered, "Bring a weekend bag with you." Leslie and Sara Jay climbed into the car with Jake. On the way Jake raised the question, "I hate to risk breaking the magic the three of us appear to share, but what do we do about Marvin?" The car was silent for the rest of the ride to campus.