For Douglas, monotony is solace. Each day is its own tranquil tedium in his library. Simplicity is bliss. However, that bliss is shattered by a young girl who toys with Douglas day in and day out. Her sexual advances bother him less than her habit of leaving books lying about. One night, returning a book left by Douglas's tormentor, Douglas discovers a second book which harbors far more than simple text.

Sex is because why not.

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