Samantha in Library

Every Thursday was a reading day and Library visiting day for Samantha, not just because she expressed a tremendous amount of love toward comic books and books in general, but also cause she wanted to peak her mega geek performance. The local Library was not too crowded that day, but there was enough visitors just to satisfy Samantha’s farting victim capacity. She had a regular movement schedule in the building, taking her card, pushing the door in a specific way with her humongous hips, as she was carrying her lunch in one hand and her coffee in other. She already read most of the popular books and left her essence and flavor on most of the items in the near vicinity. The faces she saw were mostly familiar with a few new ones here and there. In general Samantha took care of her body and was always freshly showered, radiating a great cloud of fresh flower taste around her. No one guessed what was happening deeply inside her huge belly after the last supper and today’s breakfast.
She had two large cans of Mexican beans with hot chilly pepper, around eight boiled eggs, raw onion and garlic, a bit of butter and a huge bowl of cottage cheese. After that she had a lot of milk and cut it through with soda, pancakes and ice cream. Cruising between the bookshelves she parked her huge backside on her favourite spot where the most people (victims) were, and strategically placed her backside toward the enemy front. Pretending to read a book in a standing position she slowly but effectively started to release her most probably deadliest flesh eating corpse creating gas cloud. Even before it got to her nostrils she knew what soul harvesting substance was released in the air, she smiled a bit with great pleasure putting her face into her book so no one could notice her hidden passive aggression. A few seconds later massive destruction and mayhem blasted the surrounding area, similar to a seventh day battlefield where the corpses were rotting in a hot sun from day one. She slightly turned around to see the old man’s suffocating expression behind her, turning his face from a pleasant calm state to a panicking hopeless victim which is about to drown. By the next table there was Patrick who was an exchange student and already having certain lung problems from earlier and asthma at the same time suddenly dropped to the floor and started vomiting his morning spinach mixed with dark blood. Samantha got caught a bit surprised at this moment, but the strong energy of rule and conquer was so dominant inside her, that she couldn’t resist the feeling of a proud victory and erotic cosmic satisfaction.