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It's Janet's last day opening the library, and she'd truthfully hoped to be a bit better-dressed for it. Sadly, she's down to her last jogging outfit--lavender shorts and a black t-shirt that was a little too short for her to be comfortable in it--and since she's out of clean socks, she's running around the school barefoot. Her sandals have gone missing since last summer, and she's not about to wear her running shoes without socks.

But! The last day of the term was library aide party day, no matter how silly she looks, and so she's hauled a couple of shopping bags filled with gourmet foods--Dr. Pierson was duly harassed for his credit card as forfeit for abandoning them to teach history, and also, Professor Wagner was just too nice for that kind of harassment--so she unlocked the door, flipped on the lights, and set out a bunch of ~~mod your own yummies~~ food and drinks behind the Collections Desk. Technically, it was just for the library aides, but they were all nice women. ~~Hush, you.~~ So roomies and friends and could probably be persuaded to share.

Random passers-by might even have luck too. As long as none of them had any overdue library books. Or were willing to accept a malleting and returned their book first.

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Janet looked down at her outfit. "This shirt is way too short on me," she muttered. "And did you want something to eat? Courtesy of Dr. Pierson. You were his other TA this semester, so you deserve some of this too."

"I like it," Elizabeth grinned. She bit her lip, blushing. "Food is good," she nodded. "Does this mean I get to come around the other side there?"

"I guess I'm just not used to it," said Janet, suddenly thinking the shirt wasn't so bad after all. She grinned. "If you think you can manage to control yourself."

"The only way to get used to it would be to wear it and others like it more often," Elizabeth nodded seriously. She grinned as she moved around behind the collections desk. "Well, I can try, but where's the fun in that?"

"You seem to be very fond of getting me to wear clothing that shows a lot of skin," said Janet, shaking her head. "I'm really not sure what kind of fun there is in that. Except the librarian could teleport in at any minute."

"Well, yes," Elizabeth agreed, as if it was the most obvious thing in the world. "I'm also very fond of you without clothing." Oops. Those would be her hands on Janet's waist and that would be her chin resting on Janet's shoulder. "Damn, that sucks. We could always head into the stacks? Because I'm thinking that no one is going to be visiting the works in ancient languages. Or at least, not on the last day of term."

Janet smiled. "Thank goodness no one else is around," was all she said. She leaned back against Liz. "Of course no one's going to be visiting the stacks this late in the term. But that's very, um--" She paused and blushed, remembering a conversation she'd had with Daniel. "--public."

Grinning, Elizabeth wrapped her arms around Janet's waist. "I'll let you go if someone comes in," she promised. She smiled impishly, turning her head to kiss Janet's cheek. "Not as public as right here by the collections desk though."

Janet blushed. "And the leaping away from each other and blushing wouldn't be a clue?" she asked. "But no, not nearly as public."

Elizabeth grinned. "Well, fine. I'll just stay here like this then," she said. "There's got to be some private places in here..."

"Stay here with your arms wrapped around me?" Janet looked back at Liz and smiled. "That's nice." She paused. "Of course there are privat places in here."

"Even if someone comes in?" she asked teasingly. "Well, we could find one of those maybe?"

"Um. I don't know." She blushed. "The library office has a locking door."

"No worse than Prom, right?" Elizabeth pointed out. She moved her head and kissed Janet's neck. "A locking door is good..."

"That's true. Though, um, that wasn't why I was blushing." She blushed again, and tilted her neck so Liz could kiss her there again. "Yes, and very thick walls."

"Oh?" Elizabeth asked curiously. Grinning, she obliged and continued kissing her neck. "I think you need to show me this room."

"I was blushing for other reasons," said Janet, not clarifying matters at all. She sighed as she felt Liz's mouth on her neck. "Um. Okay."

OOC: Oh, and look, here it is.

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