DiscreetOfficeServices.Com Chapters 9--10 - Sex Stories

DiscreetOfficeServices.Com Chapters 9--10

... given a lot of thought on how to break Danny into being my nerd and he'd just offered me the perfect way! "You can help me and it won't cost you more than a few minutes. I need you to take me to the library!"

Danny looked befuddled and the tone of his voice said he didn't believe me, "Take you... Olivia, it's nota huge campus. I'm pretty sure you can follow the signs. Youcanread, can't you?"

"Yeees, Dumb...Blond...Can... Read," I replied sarcastically. "I don't need help finding the library. I need you to help meinside the library. You know...," I gave an airy wave of my hand. "Finding that place where the books I need are stored."

"All you do is use the Dewey Decimal System to..." Danny sighed. "Let me guess. You didn't spend much time in the library while in high school, did you?"

"Do I look like a nerd? The only Dewey I know about is Donald Duck's nephew. The middle one. Huey, Dewey, and Louie."

"So, all you want me to do is take you to the library and help you find the books you want," Danny asked, not fully convinced I didn't have another motive. Which was understandable since I did. "Why?"

"Oh, ahh... My boss knows I studied German in high school." I told Danny my lies. "He has some papers he wants translated and I need a good English/German dictionary. I've looked online and nothing looked good."

"Why doesn't he just use an online translation service?"

"Oh, umm..." I had to think fast. "It's a legal document. He doesn't trust that it might ...

... end up on the internet where someone might be able to read it. You know how it is. Once on the internet, it's always on the internet somewhere."

To get Danny's thoughts on something other than asking questions, I leaned over the table and whispered as if sharing a confidence, "A boyfriend once took some pictures of me and hesaidhe deleted them, but I'm not sure if I believe him. Well, never mind about that... So that's why I need a really good dictionary because of the legal type, German words."

I thought I'd spun a pretty good cover story. At least Danny seemed to grudgingly buy it.

"Okay. Sure, Olivia," Danny shrugged. "If that's all you need then be ready to catch the 9 am subway tomorrow morning."

"I'll be ready. So..." I looked at Danny thoughtfully. I may not be college smart but I'm great at sniffing out if someone has a dirty little secret, The way Danny reacted... He had a juicy dirty little secret tucked away. With great expectations, I crossed my arms on the tabletop and leaned forward to dig... "So, who was she? What was her name who burned you so bad that you're still so angry you took it out on me?"

Danny hesitated. Without looking at me, he answered, "Carolyn... The Queen Bee ofmy high school. I refused to do her homework and two football players started harassing me until I did."

"What a stupidbitch! You don't get good work if you use threats," I told Danny indignantly before continuing in a self-righteous tone. "I took good care of my ...