Friday, November 1, 2013


As a young sissy he had sought refuge in the library, the old librarian was kind and accepting and he would spend hours reading the great romances. The boys never came here and he felt safe from their rough male ways!

As the years went by he still loved the library, it didn't get many visitors nowadays with the internet and Amazon taking it's place but he still loved to wander among the stacks always with an eye for a new romance. The big difference is that now he let the boys know where he'd be!


  1. Oh my! I used to love the quietude of the library. I never knew what I was missing. Darn!

  2. To me the Library was a place to relax.
    Quiet, lots of books Perfect for a cold winter afternoon.