Frank walked inside and his jaw dropped and he stared in awe. he seemed not to hear her and she definitely had to pull him along a little since his mind seemed to have melted a little. he finally recovered in time to look at the librarian and blushed a little.<span style="color: #4dffa6">"i-i'm sorry... i always dreamed of visiting a library. my name is Frank Barleyman Ma'am."</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #5900b3">"i know and i love that look in your eyes...feral passion and desire, the need..."</span>she grinned right back and started eating as she watched.<span style="color: #5900b3">"if you weren't putting on a show you would be under the table between my legs breathing in the scent of feeding you."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>