D-san was neither proud nor ashamed of what he was about to do. His visits were rather routine by now and so he never bothered to give the matter any second thoughts. He could care less what others thought of him, D-san certainly wasn't the only hormone-driven youth who regularly frequented the secluded 2nd-floor of his school's library. Walking past the foreboding banks of darkened television monitors, D-san had a fair idea of what was really going on deep within the hidden recesses of the aisles. Those that worked there in the library's film and media center, while feigning ignorance knew who he was and all too well what his intentions were. No one ever bothered trying to stop him or any of the others though. With an air of indifference towards the faint moans and grunts that echoed about him in the darkness, D-san groped around as he quietly worked his way to a private spot far back in the rear corner, neatly tucked away from the prying eyes of those voyeuristic librarians who were enjoying themselves far more than they would care to admit. But so long as they left him and his personal business alone, D-san was fine by it. Having made himself comfortable and slipped in his pink-video, D-san reassured himself yet again that he was still master of his own domain, and could will himself to stop at any moment. Or so he thought as he slid off his pants, contributing his own mellow voice to the on-going sexual chorus in an otherwise unsuspecting library...
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