Sonya Bennett wants to learn more about this mysterious girl and her power but there's a catch in order for her to earn her trust. Please review. Hope you're all liking it so far!

The next time Carrie went to the library, Sonya was ready for her. She was normally firm with students and probably seemed a lot more bitchy than she intended. She decided to dress a little more freely, maybe show that she was hip. She hadn't heard anything about this girl before so she had to think of something to get a conversation started. She wore a more colorful blouse with not as many buttons; at least enough from tightening her neck. Her skirt was up to her knees.

She found the poor looking girl sitting by herself by the window. "Hi," Carrie looked up at the librarian.

"Uh, hi."

Sonya invited herself to sit at her little table. "You sure picked a good spot." She pointed to the flowers out on the window ledge. A hummingbird zipped by, stopping only for a second. Carrie acted very into her book. Seeing Ms. Bennett made Carrie freeze up and think of what almost happened that previous day. Those awful images were on a loop in her head. Those women doing awful things with those big terrible things. Sonya could see her sweating. She must've been so nervous. "What are you reading there?..." She saw some of the covers, all about magic and sorcery. "You really like fantasy, huh?"

"Um, yes," Carrie swallowed.

"I think it's really cool too. Just imagine if you could really do those things." Carrie looked at her more serious for a moment. "You're so quiet."

"Well...this is a library, right?" Carrie smiled awkwardly, enough to make the adult woman laugh a little. She was more relieved now that she was maybe not as stuck up or as prudish as she came off before. "Do you think people can really do that?" Carrie didn't want to come off weird or stupid asking this.

Sonya rubbed her chin thoughtfully, knowing exactly what she wanted to say of course. "I don't know. I guess it's possible. Scientists are discovering new things everyday."

"Do you believe in science?"

"I do."

"My momma hates it," Carrie frowned.

"Well some people hate what they don't understand." She smiled playfully. She stuck out her hand, "Sonya."

"Hi, I'm Carrie," Carrie shook her hand enthusiastically.

"Any big plans for the summer, Carrie? What about prom?"

Carrie looked triggered by that word, "No...my Momma would never let me...I don't really have any friends anyway."

"Well...that's too bad." She moved in a little closer to Carrie, "But you know what? I'm going to be working over the summer here so maybe you can come and..."

Carrie shook her head sadly, "I'm sorry. I wish I could," the clock caught the corner of her eye, "I-I better go!"

"Well, see you..." Sonya didn't have much of a chance to say anything else, Carrie ran with her books in hand, empty back pack swinging. This girl was puzzling but intriguing. She walked to the exit on an impulse to see where Carrie was headed. She stopped once she saw Chris Hargensen and her friends in the hallway surrounding Carrie. Chris pushed the books out of Carrie's hands, they all laughed and left her there. Sonya wanted to help but those girls got to her too. She did want to go up and say something to Carrie but she was gone again in the blink of an eye.

When she was all by herself, Sonya decided to do some snooping before she called it a night. She knew Carrie was on a computer the previous day. Carrie's name was signed next to the hour she had it around 2:30pm. On her history there was lots of stuff like what she had been reading about. But then a bombshell. A website that she expected the boys to be on. She didn't want to click on it but she was curious about this one. Two women fought for dominance with their impossibly large breasts. This one woman named Summer Cummings was a beautiful, thin but curvy model with enhancements, the other was a woman named Joi. They took turns shoving and pressing into the other's nipples. This Carrie White girl was into some seriously kinky stuff. Sonya was never one for breaking rules but she wanted to get close to this girl.

The very next day Carrie was thinking about skipping the library, she felt bad about running off like she did. But Sonya seemed nice and was probably one of the only people she felt she could reach out to. Once she walked through those doors she did feel better. She was in such a good mood that she almost didn't hear some of the harsh whispers from the students or the audible gasps.

"Did you see her?"

"Holy shit!"

"She's an absolute slut!"

Carrie wasn't sure who they could be talking about. She didn't see Miss Bennett so decided to find a seat at the table she had been at before. Several minutes went by before she heard a husky voice say, "Hello, Carrie!"

Carrie looked up, she just stared, not even realizing her mouth was hanging open, "Sonya?"

Sonya was wearing one of her usual blouses but was missing nearly half of their buttons. Showing some extreme cleavage. Her already D sized breasts looked even bigger with that pushup bra she was sporting. Her long blonde hair down and styled. Her skirt was so short you could almost see her red panties. She sat down, moving her chair very close to the astonished young mind.

"Are you alright, Carrie?"

Carrie's mouth was still open, she couldn't take her eyes off her. "I Uh...me? Good."

Sonya smiled and shifted in her chair, Carrie got a good look at her legs; she wasn't sure why all of a sudden she was getting so hot. Sonya noticed her English papers.

"What do you have there?" She started playing with a pen in her hand.

"I'm supposed to write about my favorite author. Who do you like?"

Sonya had the pen in her mouth, Carrie watched as she bit on the end of it and slid it down one of her breasts. Carrie could feel her heart racing, what was going on? Why was Sonya doing this? She slid the pen over to the naked top of her other breast and even bounced it on it repeatedly; Carrie's head followed it looking absolutely entranced like some cartoon character, not even blinking.

"Let me think...I guess I'd have to say...," she crossed one leg over the other, Carrie knew not to peek but she did. Those red panties. "If I were to pick only one..." She switched legs. Carrie was sweating now.

"H.P Lovecraft."

"Who?"

Sonya played with her pen some more, "What about you?"

"J. R. R. Tolkien. But don't tell my Momma...she'd kill me." She started shaking as Sonya slid the pen between her cleavage.

"Good choice...you know what? I was thinking. I think I know how to get you to come this summer. Just tell your Momma you're part of a reading program."

Carrie gulped, "You mean...lie?"

Sonya pushed some hair away from Carrie's eyes, "No. We do do special programs. It's just our time together will be extra special," she lowered her glasses, staring her down with those gorgeous blue eyes. "What's the matter? Don't you want to see more of me?" Carrie's mouth was open again, she nodded like a dope. "Good. And you know, I do own a pool. Maybe someday I can take you to my house. There's all kinds of things we can do there," she chuckled.

"I should a...I should get going..." Carrie stood up quickly. Sonya jumped up and hugged her before she could get by. Carrie's head was forced under her chin.

"I'm here for you if you ever need a friend."

Carrie was helplessly pinned, her face rubbing up against one of the librarian's boobs. Her soft, soft boob. Carrie was wide eyed with fear and couldn't believe or understand what she was feeling.

"See you later!" She ran around her, pulling out of her grasp.

Sonya watched her comically go to the exit. "Hm," she thought aloud to herself, "That was fun. Now what?"

More craziness next time!