You can't fuck with them, she told herself, wet between the legs. You wouldn't dare. You could lose your job – or more. That boy is absolutely forbidden, so forget him.

She got up from her desk and headed back into the stacks. Forbidden, huh? she thought. We'll just see about that!

She realized fully what she was doing and yet she couldn't stop herself – didn't want to stop herself. Her loins throbbed and she felt as if she wanted to devour the boy.

"Finding what you need?"

The boy looked up from where he sat on the floor, books piled up around him. "I don't know," he said. "I'm trying to find something on white gorillas. You ever hear of a white gorilla? I'm supposed to do a paper, and I thought I could do one on a white gorilla – if there is such a thing. I thought there was."

"I don't know," Sue said. "I'm no authority on gorillas. But there's a lot more information buried away in the basement stacks. Come on, let's go take a look."

The boy hesitated, almost as if he sensed danger.

He's just shy, Sue thought. Maybe scared of women. She'd run into a few of those even in college and they'd always appealed to her. She'd found them irresistible challenges.

"Come on, boy." She took his hand and pulled him up.

He was as tall as she was, dressed in a red and white letterman's jacket with a big M on the front. His thick brown hair fell over his forehead, covering his eyebrows. His face was red. She glanced at his bulging crotch and felt her cheeks blaze.

Downstairs, Cindy Harris was just leaving for a break. "Will you take any messages for me while you're down here?" Cindy asked, glancing curiously at the boy. "I'll only be gone about fifteen minutes."