Jones, an owlish and genial fellow librarian, as the women took their break inside the staff lounge one fine summer afternoon. On hearing the question his eyes lit up with a perverted gleam that most who knew the respected commissioner of police had never seen or would have expected to Little Squirting From The Fucking Machine Stoya. As he stepped forward she moved back until she felt the wall against her back
"Oh, God, you're so cute," he said to her. This wasn't going to be what she wanted