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The Librarian Dennis, along with thousands of other college kids, often went to the college library, in part to check out books, but, in his case, to get another look at the research librarian who worked there he knew only as Greta. Greta was a tall woman in her early forties, old enough to be his mother, yet endowed with a buttocks that would put most younger co-eds to shame. She was of German heritage with the typical blonde hair and lovely bronze skin typical of that nationality. He loved to position himself near her desk and pretend to leaf through a book so he could watch her whenever she returned from a research project in the aisles and plant her perfect butt on her desk chair. Oh, how lucky that chair seat must be, he thought. If only he could somehow magically turn his face into that chair seat so Greta would sit on him. As it happened one day, Dennis was in the book aisles searching for some books to apply to a research paper for his Cultural Anthropology class. He