Emily grinned at him then opened the doors to let him inside. The interior seemed even larger than the exterior, books and quills flew over head, every inch of wall and shelf filled with a seemingly endless number of books while people wandered around at various paces.<span style="color: #4d4dff">"Welcome to the Dalaran Central Library, my dear. First, let's get you a card so that you may check out books." </span>She lead him over the counter where an old Human woman sat stamping forms in a massive pile. "What can I do for ye?"<span style="color: #4d4dff">"I'm here to register my husband to get him a library card. We've finally become citizens and he needs one." </span>The woman looked up and adjusted her glasses with a scowl. "Dunno who you think you're lying to missy, this old country bumpkin ain't your husband. But I don't feel like being anyone's dinner either so I can look the other way. What's your name, son?" She looked at Frank and even by his standards this woman was truly ancient.<br/><span style="color: #660000"><br/>
"I would never... I enjoy biting you, it- it appeals to my most base desires. But some nights you can feed me in different ways, to change things up. And my hunger for you is unending."</span>She tilted her head and returned the grin. "Only because you asked so nicely." Her cock reappeared and she made a show of licking her hand before starting to stroke herself. She moved slowly, letting out soft moans and staring directly at Tyrande.<span style="color: #660000">"You should be wrapped around this, my love. But you need your strength to handle me."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>