Unruly though you may be, you're not above the influence of The Librarian. My power goes beyond the sheer, nude pantyhose I used to paralyze you. You may be enranced by them, turned on by my toes wriggling in them, but the real domination is happening in your mind. I lull you into a state of restfulness, where your mind empties of all that compels you to disobey. Your thoughts are replaced by lust for my pantyhose. Your will is overriden by my soft voice, even silkier than these sheer stockings. Even the most resistant men fall captive to The Librarian.