"Good-bye, library!" she moaned. "I hope the next girl can live up to my memory! God knows this place needs a little life!" She felt an amused affection for the old building that had witnessed so many wanton scenes of abandonment. In her ecstatic delirium, she dared to hope that someone else would come along who could appreciate just what a fine haven of delights this library could be.

Cathy knew she was getting close to orgasm when her mind started entertaining absurd notions. She was losing her grip on reality. To her addled mind, the whole world became a dizzy playground of sex and merriment. She wanted everyone to have a good time, even Miss Doober. It was so easy, really, to have a good time in life. All you had to do was get it on!

"Oh Rick! Rick! Harder! Faster, baby! Ooooohhh… that's the way! I'm coming! You're making me commmmme!"

Pleased with his success, Rick relaxed his self-control for a moment. He was not to recover it this evening. "Ooooohh! I'm comming too, Miss Coke!"

Their pleasure in each other had been intense. It took them some time to recover their senses.

She would really miss him. It felt good to know there were people in life she could genuinely miss. It made being human a more moving experience.

CHAPTER THREE

When Miss Doober was interviewing young women in search of Cathy's replacement, she kept one thing constantly in mind. She wanted a girl who knew her place, who knew how to respond to orders.

It wasn't that Cathy Coke hadn't done a decent job. She was a hard worker, and an efficient one.

But she had always had that little smile on her face that said she knew something no one else did. It drove Miss Doober to a frenzy. She had never learned how to get under the younger woman's skin. Nothing she could say or do seemed to bother her.