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bringing over some of her 'unfriends' to show off her new
status in life. She kicked off her shoes and dipped her toes into
the water, finding it warm.
    A tingling began in the pit of her stomach.
At first denied, it grew, and she felt her nipples beginning to
tingle in turn. It was a bad idea, a daring idea, but one which she
began to find oddly irresistible. No one was around. No one was
nearby. It was the middle of the night. If she turned off the
lights the only light in the room would be the moonlight coming
through those big windows. She did so.
    Slowly, her eyes adjusted to the dim light,
and, with her heart pounding, she peeled her shirt up and off, then
skinned out of her jeans and panties. Nude, she stepped to the edge
of the pool, then sat down, and slid into the warm water.
    Gliding through the water was like a dream.
It caressed her naked skin as she turned slowly, diving beneath,
then arching up again, swimming slowly, easily, gliding, floating.
She felt sensuous, and more than a little aroused. She fingered her
nipples lightly, then arched back and dove under water, kicking her
feet strongly.
    After a minute or so she reached the edge and
gripped the bars, then began to climb out.
    And it was then the lights flicked on,
blinding her, and she saw a figure coming forward from the
door.
    She squealed in shock and threw herself
backwards into the pool. Unfortunately, in her panic, she slipped
off the stair, and even as she tried to throw herself back her foot
dropped down between stair and wall. She wound up going straight
back and down and hitting the back of her head on the bottom of the
ladder. Since it was under water, her momentum was greatly slowed,
but she still saw stars for long seconds.
    Strong arms slid around her waist, hands
gripping her just below her breasts, and she was pulled up and out,
then turned and draped across something – a shoulder, as she was
carried, sputtering and moaning up the ladder and out of the
pool.
    He laid her down and she blinked up at
Carling's face, trying to clear her eyes, coughing, chest heaving –
naked.
    For a moment she was sufficiently distracted
by the need to breath, and coughing out the water she'd swallowed,
to pay that little attention. But with that accomplished she knew
another drawn out moment of horrified embarrassment, and tried to
cover her naked body from his eyes.
    “Miss Quinn, you are becoming an interesting
challenge,” he said waspishly.
    Hannah sat up, jerking her knees and arms up
to cover herself.
    “Not that I mind seeing your naked body, of
course, as its quite attractive, but it is causing me some
temptation to do things you might not exactly approve of.”
    “D-Don't t-touch me!” she sputtered, gasping,
looking up at him warily.
    He snorted and turned away. “For your general
fund of knowledge, Quinn, there is a safety alarm in the pool in
case someone who can't swim or is quite young accidentally falls
in. You might turn it off in future.”
    He paused at the door and gave her a smirk.
“Or not.”
     
     
     

Chapter Three
     
     
     
     
    It was horrible having to see him the next
day, and she blushed furiously when he came into the library.
    “Well, got your clothes on this time, I see,”
he said drolly.
    “That's not fair!” she gulped, staring down
at her shoes.
    “Fair? What's fair got to do with anything.
Tell me about the books.”
    “I-I'm uhm, I'm not finished cataloging them
yet.”
    “What have you got? Come on. I've been paying
you and it's been three days. Unless you're going to prance about
naked all day where I can see you I expect genuine work to be
done.”
    She burned with both embarrassment and anger,
lips pursed as she fought to control herself.
    “I haven't printed up a list yet,” she said,
eyes downcast. “It's in my computer.”
    “And have you discovered more rare
books?”
    “A number of them,” she said, bringing up a
list.
    He leaned over her, and she squirmed
uncomfortably, but he seemed to