Moderating, Chicken-Fucker-Posting Librarian
A moderatrix educates her hapless users on the finer points of avian flu contraction and transmission in graphic fashion. Illustrated by fandango_matt.

Jessamynx and the Pursed Lips of Silence. The thinking man's mynx in yet another bottom drawer adventure, showing her riffling fingers can still deftly separate a man's Dewey from his Congress. With a first meetup near GT 495, a quick foray through GV 450, and climaxing under the stiff spines of HQ 961. Sequel promises HQ 74.2 titillation: does Jessamynx become banished to BX 4200?

Stereotypes: Bun-haired librarian hottie lets hair down; Gratuitous post-its.

Bookmarked for future reference.

See, I thought this was going to be about librarians of pornography, like a friend of mine who worked at Kinsey for a while.

If I were a librarian, I'd be sorely tempted to collect those books. For research. Um, yeah, that's it, research.