#355880 - We were still open on the Monday and Tuesday and it was my job to make sure all the books were in the correct order on the shelves or in neat piles so that they could be counted easily as we were shutting all day on the Wednesday. We did not speak of it for a while and the box duly disappeared and in the end I innocently risked asking if it was lost again, he smiled and said it was safely locked away but if I was a good girl we would look at some of the pictures when we closed for lunch. I was in awe as the open lid revealed not books but old picture postcard sized photos and the first handful I looked at were of men and women indulging in every kind of sex one could imagine, some even colour tinted to enhance nipples, haloes, bell-ends and flesh, it was then bookman caught me with them.
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