128 of 210 : The Librarian
I’ve always loved libraries, and have often worked in them. One day Mr. N_______, our effete high school librarian, drew me aside and said he had a book he thought I’d particularly enjoy. My anticipation turned to repugnance when I saw it was a photo book of nude pre-pubescent boys.
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Wow. What happened to Mr. N?
I graduated, and never gave him another thought, until now. Though in retrospect, I don't think he was especially predatory; I never saw him act the least bit inappropriate toward any kids. Frankly, I think the book was his ham-fisted, 1973-era way of saying, "I think you're probably gay, so am I, so you needn't feel alone."
On the other hand, the thought that he might have escalated is rather scary. I was 17 at the time, and didn't have much of a consciousness about the dynamics of pedophiles.
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