Recent Blog: REALITY PASS PLUS - REALITYPASSPLUS was divided into three sections. One was for checking out the books and returning them. There were also chess boards set up there once upon a time, but those days were gone. The front doors were also located at this sections and so were the computers, in place of the chess boards. The second section was the book area, where the fiction mingled with the non-fiction and the poor magazines were set apart at the outskirts of the section being the outcasts they were. The third section was for the readers. Desks fit for five people or desks with walls for privacy fit for one were divided into two sections within this section to make everyone happy. Joseph usually sat alone, but none of the private desks remained, so today he sat at the big tables. No privacy. And even though he was alone, there was no guarantee it would remain.
"You don't mind if I sit here," a voice called out. It startled Joseph. His own voice locked.
"Do you?" The voice called again.
Joseph's eyes glanced up from his book and set on the source of the voice. The voice belonged to a woman of about forty. She had an intense looking face, brown eyes surrounded by blue eye shadow, dark red lips, a white complexion and grass green hair. Gold spiders hang from her ears. She had a nose ring. Dark, bat shaped eyebrows and spider leg eye lashes. She was wearing small, tight leather shorts and a leather top with red heels.
