Sophia and I sat in a dark corner booth in one of the towns more discreet bars. We had walked straight here from the library, I was still tingling all over my body from the amazing experience between the bookshelves. I kept glancing over to her and noticed her grinning whenever she caught me looking.
We had been sitting for a while, drinking, chatting, getting the feel for each other. It was strange but pleasant feeling returning to planet Earth and talking to someone who a few minutes before had brought you to mind shattering orgasm in a public Library.
Sophia told me how she was planning on working at the library for a while until she had enough money saved to travel through Asia and I told her about my plans of hopefully acing my finals, getting my degree in Literature and not completely ballsing up my minor in History. Then we talked about the movies we liked, the celebs we absolutely couldn't stand and the ones we liked a bit too much for our own good.
"Ellen Page, in a sauna with a strap on? Oh you perv!" Sophia laughed as I told her one of my fantasies. Her laugh was so refreshingly open, nothing fake about it or controlled, she just laughed, it was wonderful. "But yeah, I wouldn't mind watching that." There was that grin of hers again.
Our feet kept touching under the table and soon so did our hands. I kept looking at her, smiling, she was so gorgeous and sexy to look at and all the drinks and our topic of conversation were getting me a bit worked up.
"Your turn Sophia, who's your current celeb fantasy and what would you do to her?"
She leaned back on her seat and pondered the question for a moment before leaning forward again and whispering: