Library Privacy, or the Pervs Within

[Guest]

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[rgraham666]

You're still worried about being outed.

Not to worry. They all have their secrets as well.

Hi, beautiful.

 

[CeriseNoire]

Maybe you looked more secretive this time around and piqued their curiosity.

 

[Guest]

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[neonlyte]

Pretty girl, alone in a library, reading a porn site. Maybe they thought they'd get lucky

 

[Trombonus]

Welcome to my world.

I usually try to find the most obscure part of the room, and angle the monitor so that others can't see me. Not always easy here at school. Makes it hard to look at porn. Doesn't stop me from trying though.

 

[Guest]

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[sweetness6280]

This is why the best place to hide is in plain sight. Most people look at someone on the periphery as "up to something" and human nature is to be curious.

When I am at the university library, I always choose a rarely used section and try to sit with my screen facing the wall. But then, the library at school is arranged to allow privacy.

The next time someone walks by and takes a peek, look them square in the eyes. People don't like to be caught looking.

 

[rgraham666]

Hey, Rob.

No, but it's strange!

Yesterday people left me alone. Today they keep walking by and checking out what I'm doing!

It's beginning to piss me off!

From the description you gave people just travel through the centre of the access area on their way to somewhere else.

At the edge, they're where they're going and so have more time to be nosey.

Or I could be wrong and have no idea of what I'm talking about.

Wouldn't be the first time.

 

[Guest]

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[Weird Harold]

I am accessing the internet at the library again. I was here yesterday and again today.

Yesterday I set up shop in the middle of this lovely area they have for laptops. There are quite a few tables in this huge room, each with cords hidden in the center, accessible once you open a little slot. Nifty, really. The tables are circular or square, there are comfortable chairs, plenty of room, it's quiet with easy access to library information and catalogs, reference books, librarian help, what not. It's really a nice place to be if you're doing research and need quiet writing time.

Okay, but here's the thing.

YESTERDAY I was situated near dead center in the place. Amid the hub of activity. I had people wandering right and left as they worked their way through the area. Yet no one seemed interested in what I was doing.

TODAY I purposefully set myself up closer to the edge of the table area. In essence, away from everyone. No one really needs to walk by me to get to anywhere else. It should be MORE private than yesterday.

But it isn't.

I am finding that person after person feels the need to pass by my table as they search for their elusive book. Families, singles, loud or silent, hurried or slow, these folk seem to feel the need to walk close to me and peek at my activities as they go by.

Yesterday I felt more self conscious about being here, it being the first time I was trying library internet. (I do have all pictures and AVs turned off Lit, of course). Today I wasn't nervous at all. But now I feel uncomfortable because people won't leave me alone!

What is the deal, anyway?

Going to the edge of the area, away from everyone else, makes it look like you're hiding something interesting. Being in the middle of things makes you look industrious and boring, so people don't feel the need to look over your shoulder.

 

[Guest]

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[The_Fool]

smiles at a pervy thought.

 

[rgraham666]

Almost everybody is an inquisitive pervert.

Most just don't like to say so out loud.

 

[glynndah]

It's the trench coat and dark glasses.

 

[Guest]

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[Guest]

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[rgraham666]

Only because I'm bare beneath.

My turn for a pervy thought.

 

[glynndah]

Only because I'm bare beneath.

Oh, we all knew that.

 

[sweetness6280]

My turn for a pervy thought.

You and me both.

 

[The_Fool]

It's the trench coat and dark glasses.

Only because I'm bare beneath.

Okay, that brings back memories from a few years back. And no I wasn't the one in the trench coat. Oh my.

 

[cloudy]

They're not checking out what you're doing, they're checking you out.

(you can't help it that you're fine )

 

[Guest]

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[rgraham666]

You can both sit on my lap.

And talk about the first thing that pops up.

 

[Guest]

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