Why the Dirty Librarian thing?

It's not just me. Men, all over the world, love the Dirty Librarian. This has been proven. There have been studies. The Dirty librarian is a crowd pleaser. Her white blouse, buttons straining. The tight skirt. The stockings, with garter belt. Hair up in a bun that, you just know, will come down if one of you pulls out the right appliance. The glasses. Oh god, the glasses. Hopefully, she'll keep them on. The glasses, the garter belt, and the stockings. This is what a man wants to see spread out before him, like the perfect Vegas buffet. The girl, the glasses, the garter, and the stockings.

Mmmmm.

This isn't something new, either. Dirty Librarian has been around for a while, and we've got the tattoos to prove it. Even the action figure, while not quite Barbie when it comes to what's filling her plastic sweater, holds a special place in our hearts when it come time for G.I. Joe to drop trou' and get with the Kung Fu Action Grip.

Women love that we love her. They may scoff at our fetish, or even claim ignorance of our bibliotic obsession, but secretly they're pleased. This wanton longing for the smart girl gives them hope. Perhaps we aren't complete Neanderthals. If they realized as they raised their fingers, pursed their lips, and begin to blow, what passes through the minds off all men, they would never stop slapping us.

Ironically, delicious tales of the Dirty Librarian can be found even in her seductive fantasy land, where quietly, oh so quietly, she is going to stamp your card, and rock your world.