8:48 PM. Just about closing time. In only 12 more minutes, Violet could officially lock up the library and head on home. It was her first night working alone, and she wanted to make sure she did as good a job as possible. Not many 24 year olds got to run a fairly large library all by themselves. "Damn girl, you're going straight to the top of the librarian game." she told herself sarcastically. Of course, it was just for a while, until something better came along. It wasn't that Violet didn't like the library; she'd always been a bit of a bookworm ever since middle school. A librarian, however, wasn't exactly a rewarding career in her mind. Doing this for the next 30 years until she ended up like her shriveled old coworkers was not the way she wanted her life to pan out.
She was still young and good looking. Violet was especially proud of her ass, which had a way of turning men's heads when she walked down the street. Of course, that wasn't her only asset. She also had some nice D-cups, which, paired with her straight, dark brown hair and pretty face, made for a fantastic picture. Her friends frequently told her she was way too hot to spend so much time in the library. But to Violet, there had always been something relaxing and inviting about being surrounded by books. She didn't mind her job at all. But right now, it was almost closing time, and she was getting ready to go home and take a hot bath.
8:52 PM. Out of nowhere, it began to rain. Not a light drizzle, not a soft relaxing rain, a violent shower, complete with thunder and lightning. Violet swore quietly to herself, since her car was all the way across the parking lot and she had neglected to bring an umbrella. She briefly debated waiting out the storm, but decided against it. Closing time was 9 PM, and that was when she would leave. Just as she sat down behind the counter again, the door opened and a man half walked, half ran in. He was of medium height, rather small and wiry. Not exactly a Hercules type. He ran his hand across his stubbly beard before he spoke.
"Hey, you guys close soon?" he asked, almost apologetically.
"About 5 minutes." responded Violet.
"Damn, it's raining cats and dogs out there. Should I go find somewhere else to wait it out?"
Violet hesitated. "Well... I guess you can stay until it clears up. There's nobody else here, though, like I said, we're officially closed already."
The man grinned. "Thanks a lot, love. I appreciate it."
His grin was infectious, and Violet found herself smiling right back.
"Do you want any books, DVDs, or anything?"
The man was still grinning.
"Nah, that's okay love. I know exactly what I want."
With that, he hopped over the counter, facing Violet, who was still sitting down.
"Um, you're not supposed to be back here, this is for employee..."
"Do us a favor, love, and shut up. What, are you gonna make me leave?"
Violet was shocked, and, understandably, a little afraid. The man took a step towards her, still grinning. The smile was no longer infectious. It looked downright sinister. Violet's hand slipped under the desk.
"I'm warning you sir, if you don't leave now, I'm pushing the alarm and the police will..."
The man's smile widened, and he shook his head.
"Come on, love, you really expect me to believe that you wouldn't have pushed that button already? There's no alarm here, this ain't no fuckin bank."
He stepped forward again, standing right in front of Violet now. Without warning, his right hand shot out and grabbed a nice handful of Violet's hair, as he yanked her to her feet.
