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 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: oral mfF spank 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 18: Musical Beds

   King-size beds are large, but split four ways they only allow a bit over
nineteen inches of space for each person.  Lesa looked at her bedside
clock. Without her glasses she had to squint to see '12:15 AM' on the face
of the clock radio.  The soft breathing from the three bodies next to her
brought a satisfied smile that filled her naked body.

   It was odd that nothing had happened more than the four of them climbing
into bed and cuddling close.  Lesa was not sure whether they were all lost
in their own thoughts, or just exhausted from a busy week.  She only knew
that the four of them were relaxing and enjoying each other's company.  The
next thing she knew it was 12:15 AM, and she was wide-awake and restless.

   Rolling gently out of bed, Lesa retrieved her glasses, robe, and
slippers and quietly went downstairs to her study.  She's looked around the
room, feeling lost and out of place.  She tried to figure why she was here
in the middle of the night when she should be upstairs asleep with her
lovers.  Then the memories flooded in.

   She sat down in the oversized and heavily padded swivel chair and looked
at the solid cherry desk in front of her.  Franklin had spent countless
hours working at this desk.  There had been times when she was jealous of
the big wood and brass piece of art; so jealous that she had seduced
Franklin and coaxed him into fucking her on top of it.  The two of them had
made love on its warm surface many times.  That was something that the desk
couldn't do or compete with.  Her hands rubbed the surface as though she
was caressing a lover.

   Talking about the past today had awakened many memories, some joyous,
some painful.  Would her future be filled with as much pain and anguish as
her past?  She leaned forward and rested her torso on the green blotter. 
She laid her glasses on the polished wood, used her folded arms as a
pillow, and let the memories and dreams flow until sleep took her again.

   *-*-*

   Sarita is also restless.  It had taken her a long time to fall asleep.
She had learned things in the dining room that had disturbed her.  Not the
part about Uncle Randy or Uncle Jeff being in bed with her mom.  She
usually woke up early in the morning and remembered finding them in her
mom's room when she went in to get her to make breakfast.  The disturbing
part was Aunt Karen and Aunt 'Becca thinking Grandpa Dean was a bad person.

   When she couldn't get back to sleep she went into her mom's bedroom
looking for comfort from her.  Her mom wasn't there, but Sara Jay was. 
Rather than go looking for her mom, she slid under the covers next to Sara
Jay who rolled to face her without waking up.  Still asleep, Sara Jay
pulled the young girl into a gentle embrace.  Comforted, Sarita fell into a
peaceful slumber.

   *-*-*

   The bed in the guest bedroom was a tangle of arms, legs and torsos. 
Ralph had surprised himself by having enough left after Gloria had drained
him twice to bring satisfying orgasms to both Misty and Janet.  They were
really enjoying the space afforded by the queen-size expanse of the
comfortable bed.

   Misty woke suddenly and sat bolt upright in bed in the wee hours before
dawn.  It took her a moment to orient herself in the unfamiliar room.  She
smiled at the familiar sounds in the bed with her.  Not wanting to disturb
her companions, she slid out of the bed and stepped into the hall, intent
on raiding the kitchen.

   The air in the upstairs hall was cool on her naked skin.  Rather than
returning to the warmth of the bedroom for her wrap, she rummaged in the
linen closed and pulled out a blanket and draped it across her shoulders.
She descended the long staircase wrapped in her blanket looking very much
like an Indian maiden.

   The light spilling out from the study distracted her from her original
mission.  She discovered a shivering Lesa lying on the big desk in the far
corner of the room.  She moved the glasses she almost stepped on to an end
table.  Without thinking she opened her blanket, crawled onto the desk and
wrapped them both in its warmth.  Between the blanket and Misty's warm
body, Lesa's shivering quickly subsided.

   Misty wonder what in the world Lesa was doing on the desk with the
lights on in the middle of the night.  It was a mystery she was willing to
wait a couple more hours to investigate.  While comforting the older woman,
she slipped back into slumber herself.

   *-*-*

   The predawn light woke Sarita.  She found herself lying prone on top of
Sara Jay with her head between the soft mounds on Sara Jay's chest.  Sarita
turned her face away from the window and discovered Jake's face partially
covered by his right arm as he snored lustily.  She reached for him with
her right arm and froze when he snorted as she touched his abdomen.

   When Jake's breathing settle back down she continued her exploration of
the surprisingly hard muscles on his belly.  She remembered holding his
semi-flaccid penis and let her hand wander in the direction of Jake's
groin. The tips of her fingers were exploring his pubic hair when she first
felt his penis on the back of her hand.  She reoriented her hand and
grasped the base of the hard shaft.

   Sarita was not familiar with the common phenomenon of the morning
erection.  She quickly checked his face.  No, he was still asleep and
didn't seem to be aware that she was exploring his length with her small,
soft hand.  She was a bit startled when a hand started stroking her hair.

   "Good morning," Sara Jay whispered.  "What brings you in here so early
in the morning?"

   Sarita looked up, "Sorry, I woke up in the middle of the night and came
looking for my mom.  She wasn't here; so I just crawled in next to you.  I
hope that's okay with you."

   Sara Jay hugged the young girl, "Of course it's okay.  I'm glad to have
you.  I'm sure these guys would feel the same if they were awake." Sara Jay
raised her left arm to hold the girl with both hands and discovered the arm
reaching across Jake's abdomen.  She queried Sarita, "What are you doing
down here?"

   Even though she had been caught, Sarita's hand was not ready to
relinquish its prize.  "Jake's penis is very hard under the soft skin, and
it's very hot, too.  I'm just exploring it kind of like I did Thursday
night, only it's really hard now."

   Sara Jay giggled, "It's called a 'morning erection'.  I don't know what
causes it, but it can be fun to play with.  What do you want to do?"

   Sarita bit here lower lip; then answered, "I really want a closer look,
but I don't want to wake him up."

   "That'll be a challenge," Sara Jay whispered, "He'll almost certainly
wake up when you touch the crown, and that's the most fascinating part.  I
really like kissing the silky head.  I'll see if I can distract him or hold
him down long enough for you to get a really good look, but I'll need to
get out from under you."

   Their jostling of the mattress didn't wake Jake, but did rouse Leslie
who gave Sara Jay a puzzled, questioning look.  Then she realized, "You're
not Lesa.  What're you doing in here Sarita, and where's your mom?"

   Sara Jay whispered back, "I'm giving Sarita a follow-up anatomy lesson.
I have no idea where Lesa is.  She wasn't here when Sarita showed up in the
middle of the night."

   Leslie just nodded and slipped out of the bed.  She pulled a long
T-shirt over her head and quietly left the room.

   Sara Jay advised Sarita, "If you decide to put Jake's cock into your
mouth, don't let any of your teeth touch it."

   Sarita didn't acknowledge this advice.  She was already face-to-face
with the purplish knob.  She stuck out her tongue and tentatively brushed
it against the very tip.  It was a bit salty.  She opened her mouth wide
and slid it over the head and down the shaft to the hand gripping it near
the middle.  Remembering Sara Jay's advice, she kept her teeth clear when
she closed her lips around the shaft and gently sucked while stroking the
ridge that separated the crown from the shaft with her tongue.

   Jake's eyes popped open and his vision was filled with Sara Jay's tits
and smiling face.

   Sara Jay smiled and gave him a very sweet, "Good morning, lover.  Have
you recovered from your romp with Gloria last night?"

   Jake managed a, "Gah!" Someone's tongue was swirling around the head of
his cock like it was a Tootsie Roll Pop.  Sara Jay's torso had him pinned
and she was holding his arms above his head with those gorgeous tits inches
from his chin.

   An evil grin crossed Sara Jay's face as she twisted just enough to press
the nipple of her left breast against Jake's lips.  Predictably, the entire
tip was soon sucked into Jake's mouth, and he mimicked the tongue swirling
on his penis with his tongue on Sara Jay's areola.

   Jake felt the head in his lap start to bob rapidly as two small hands
held his shaft.  It took a moment for that information to register, Sarita!
The image of her sucking his dick flashed through his imagination and
triggered his climax.  He was coming in little Sarita's mouth!  Oh, God!

   Sarita was surprised when Jake started spurting semen into her mouth and
almost pulled away, but she started swallowing instead and sucking even
harder.  She was heady with the power she felt as Jake continued to pulse
into her mouth.

   Jake recovered quickly and bodily lifted the giggling Sara Jay off of
his chest.  He quickly scanned his surroundings and realized that there was
only the three of them in the room.  Jake almost shouted, but kept to a
strong stage whisper, "What do you think you're doing, Sarita!"

   Sarita gave him her best pixie face, "I think it's called a blowjob,
Jake," and sucked the head back into her mouth causing Jake's eyes to cross
rather comically.  She backed off again.  When his sensitized dick popped
back out of her mouth she asked, "What do YOU think I'm doing?" She then
went back to the business of sucking Jake's big dick, or at least as much
of it as she could fit into her mouth.

   "Ah, Ah, Ah, you're killing me, ahhhh!"

   Sara Jay said, "Keep stroking him, Sarita.  If he can stay hard I'll
ride his dick and you can climb onto his face for a little tongue ride.  I
guarantee you'll love it!" She lifted herself up enough to get her legs on
either side of Jake's hips.  She pulled her fingers out of her snatch and
settled herself on the knob Sarita was holding for her.  She really hoped
she wouldn't dry out, but the scene was so hot she was pretty sure she
could stay wet.

   When Sara Jay's vulva had gobbled up half of Jake's shaft, Sarita
released it and knee-walked to Jake's shoulders.  He tried to fight her
off, but it was useless.  When her brown muff nuzzled his lips and nose,
his instincts took over and Sarita's little clam was treated to its first
time ever tongue-lashing.

   It was heavenly.  Jake's probing tongue produced the strongest climax
she had ever experienced.  Sarita and Sara Jay fed on each other's
passionate expressions.  Jake's climax into Sara Jay's tunnel was a bit
feeble, but after all, it was his second in ten minutes.

   Sarita and Sara Jay collapsed onto their sides still holding each
other's shoulders.  When Jake finally got control of his blood supply, he
turned to Sarita, "That was incredibly naughty of you." Turning to Sara Jay
he continued, "And evil of you."

   Sarita giggled.  She was clearly without remorse when she asked, "Should
I get a spanking?"

   Jake blinked, "Yeah, I think maybe you should." He grabbed Sarita before
she could escape and pinned her across his abdomen with her nightgown
pushed into her armpits.  Holding her naked torso against his bare skin he
began to lightly swat her squirming butt cheeks.  Sarita was squealing and
Sara Jay was laughing as the slaps got sharper.

   When her butt had a nice pink glow, Jake started rubbing his hand in
circles to take the sting out.  Sara Jay pressed her naked body against
Jake's side; then leaned over his shoulder and kissed his jaw.  She got a
whiff of Sarita's juices on Jake's face and started kissing and licking the
corner of his mouth.

   Jake's fingers slid between the squirming girl's legs and into the slick
cleft.  Sarita got real still when Jake's fingertip found her opening.  She
thrust back against his hand, and Jake almost let the finger slide home,
diverting it only at the last minute.

   Jake fought against his libido to become a rational creature.  "Let's
all jump into the shower together," Jake suggested in the hope that the
water would cool him and his companions down.

   *-*-*

   Leslie had checked Sarita's bedroom, both of her sibling's bedrooms, and
even the family room without finding Lesa.  She gently knocked on the guest
bedroom door and entered when an indeterminate voice said, "Yes?"

   Ralph was lying on top of Janet with most of his weight on his elbows.
They were clearly in the afterglow of intercourse.  Leslie smiled at the
two happy faces, "Sorry to disturb you.  I was looking for Lesa, but I see
Misty is missing as well.  Or is she in the bathroom?"

   Janet spoke up, "It was just the two of us in the bed when Mr.  Frisky
here woke me about thirty minutes ago.  I haven't seen Lesa since I came to
bed last night.  Misty was here when I fell asleep after sharpening Ralph's
pencil, but gone when I woke up.  Your pussy looks mighty clean and dry. 
Didn't Jake have enough to go around this morning?  Ralph might have enough
left to give you a nice ride if I warm you up for him."

   Leslie blushed and pulled the hem of the T-shirt down to cover her bush.
Clearly it was not as long as she thought it was.

   Janet laughed, "I couldn't see anything.  I just wanted to get a
reaction from you.  Your facial expression looks far too serious."

   Janet looked at Ralph when he sighed in relief.  "You're not off the
hook, stud.  If I can talk her out of that T-shirt and get her into bed
with us, I expect you to hose her down real nice.  Now, roll off of me and
give me room to work." Ralph rolled toward the center of the bed and Janet
swung her legs over the edge and out from under the covers.

   Janet grabbed her crotch with her left hand, "Whoa, I'm leaking like an
old rowboat.  I'll be back in a second." She padded off to the bathroom
cupping her pudenda in a vain attempt to contain the flow.

   Leslie laughed, "Well Ralph, I see that you haven't been overworked,
yet. I really didn't come in here looking to get laid.  Just because we've
had sex before doesn't mean that we should feel obligated to one another
for a rematch.  You probably have your hands full with Misty and Janet,
anyway."

   Janet emerged from the bathroom, "Brr, it's getting cold around here. 
Ditch that silly T-shirt and climb under the covers with us," Janet
insisted.  "Just watch out for the wet spot." She pushed Leslie onto the
bed while tugging on the T-shirt.

   *-*-*

   Downstairs Lesa woke up stiff and sore from sleeping on the hard surface
of the desk.  She didn't remember climbing onto the desk; she certainly
didn't remember getting a blanket out.  Stirring, she felt a warm body
behind her and twisted to see who was there.  "What are you doing here,
Misty?"

   Misty rubbed some of the sleep from her eyes, "You were here first. 
This isn't a very comfortable bed.  What possessed you to curl up on the
desk in such a skimpy robe?"

   Lesa thought back a few hours, "I couldn't sleep and came down here to
wrestle with my demons without disturbing the others.  How about you?"

   Misty shrugged, "I got hungry.  Marathon sex requires regular refueling
when you have no more body fat than I have."

   Laughing, Lesa asked, "So, I gather Gloria didn't spoil your evening?"

   Misty smiled, "Ralph held up okay.  Janet is the perpetual motion sex
machine, though.  Ever since we ambushed Ralph Wednesday night she's been
insatiable.  It takes both of us to drain her battery."

   "Thank you for coming to my rescue last night, Misty.  As cool as the
weather turned, I could have gotten sick in here." Lesa gave Misty a hug
and kiss before helping her off of the desk.  "You might want to slip into
something before you catch your death."

   Misty bundled up in the blanket again, "Maybe you're right, but could I
get something to quiet down my growling stomach first?"

   Lesa laughed, "Sure, right this way.  You haven't seen my glasses
anywhere, have you?" Misty pointed to the end table, and the two struck off
for the kitchen as soon as Lesa donned her glasses.

   Lesa turned up the thermostat, but also lit the oven and opened its door
to help take the chill out of the kitchen quickly.  Misty drank a small
glass of orange juice and headed up the stairs.  She could hear the shower
running in the master bedroom as she walked by the open door.

   Entering the guest bedroom she found three bodies in bed.  "Well, I see
it didn't take long for you guys to replace me." Janet threw a pillow at
her and the fight was on.  Ralph tried to remain neutral, but was dragged
into the melee by his dick, no less.  Janet felt she had achieved
retribution when she managed to munch Misty's muff, not enough to sexually
excite her, just enough to rob the giggling girl of her breath.

   Still laughing, the four of them squeezed into the full size shower and
disposed of the essence of sex down the drain.  Leslie put her T-shirt back
on and was followed into the hall by the other three in similar lounging
attire.

   They met Sarita in the hall chivying her brother toward the steps.  Sara
Jay emerged from the other bedroom with Samantha on her hip.  They all
headed downstairs toward the laughter drifting up from the kitchen.

   Everyone was amused by the impromptu shuffling of bedmates during the
night.  Lesa was not pleased that Sarita had climbed into bed with Sara Jay
and Jake, but let it ride when Sara Jay had squeezed her arm when she was
about to make a comment.

   The doorbell rang at about nine o'clock.  Lesa was hoping it was Toby or
Marvin returning, but was surprised to see her neighbor from across the
street, Julie Ann Swanson.  "Good morning, Julie Ann.  Please excuse my
appearance, I was expecting someone else."

   Julie Ann blinked, wondering who she could have been expecting to answer
the door in such a short, revealing robe.  "I was backing out of my garage
and was afraid I might back into one of the cars parked in front of your
house."

   Lesa looked out toward Julie Ann's drive.  It was a thin excuse.  There
looked to be enough space for even Julie Ann's big Buick.  "I'm so sorry. I
didn't realize we had left cars on the street.  Please come in while I find
out whose car is in the way.  Do you have time for a cup of coffee?"

   Julie Ann asked, "Did you have overnight guests?"

   Smiling with her back turned, Lesa answered, "I had a few friends over
for dinner last night and I'm afraid they drank a little too much to drive
back to the campus before morning."

   In the kitchen, Lesa made the introductions to the mix of college
students munching blueberry muffins with their coffee.

   Jake and Janet moved their cars from the curb to Lesa's driveway and
Julie Ann made her way to the mall still wondering what Lesa was hiding.

   When Jake returned to the kitchen he was lost in thought.  He decided to
share them as he looked around the room.  "Plans can go awry and unexpected
events happen all the time.  We need a 'Plan B' in case one or more of us
get caught in a random Confederacy pickup."

   Janet added, "You mean, like, Ralph and I are at McDonalds and suddenly,
whoosh, Marines are everywhere?"

   Jake nodded, "Yeah, it could be any incomplete combination of the family
units we're building.  Do we stay behind and hope that they really will
take the bait and come for us all in July, or do we go with what we have
and risk never seeing those who are left behind?  It could be a painful
decision that shouldn't be made under pressure."

   Misty spoke up, "Let's assume that Janet and Ralph are taken tomorrow,
and I managed to go with you later, Jake.  Would you be able to give me to
Janet?  But, what if we're not sent to the same colony?  It could be
impossible to join her if we don't emigrate together.  That would really
suck!"

   Sarita posed the question, "What if Mom was taken before my birthday. 
The Confederacy would come after Frankie, Sam and me, wouldn't they?"

   Jake snapped his fingers, "Yes, and if Leslie and Sara Jay were with
you, they might bring them along as well.  They wouldn't make a special
pickup for them, but might take them along if they happened to be around
when you guys are picked up."

   Sarita nodded, "But what if Leslie and Sara Jay are with you, but Mom
isn't?  What then?"

   Jake mused a moment, "I could pick anyone there who has kids and leave a
message on a napkin, or my PDA.  If you guys can be where those kids are,
then maybe you can get picked up then as well.  ... I don't like it.  Too
much can go wrong.  It would probably be best if we decline the pickup and
hope that the Confederacy comes for all of us in July."