 The petite woman behind pornstudsearch the reception desk jumped. "How was lunch, Dr. Sondgaard?" she asked.
 She stepped into her private office, raincoat over one arm. She locked the pornstudsearch door pornstudsearch for privacy. "Sorry to keep pornstudsearch you waiting pornstudsearch," she said to pornstudsearch the man who looked up from the couch. "I almost drowned waiting for a pornstudsearch cab." She hung up the raincoat and umbrella, then smoothed out her modest pornstudsearch brown suit. She kicked off her wet shoes and stepped into a different pair, black flats like pornstudsearch she always wore.
 The man hadn't shaved for a couple of days. His clothing was clean but rumpled. His eyes were haunted, shifting nervously this way and that. He avoided looking at her.
 "OK, Damien pornstudsearch," Dr. Sondgaard began, deliberately using pornstudsearch his first pornstudsearch name pornstudsearch to establish rapport, "calm pornstudsearch yourself down if you can. I'm here to help pornstudsearch you. Nothing is going to hurt you in this office. Try taking three deep breaths."
 Actually, that was quite enough detail, Monica thought, wincing. "I see," she said again, trying to keep the revulsion out of her voice pornstudsearch. "This ritual conferred some sort of magical ability on you, is that right? How do pornstudsearch you know you have it ?" She crossed her knees sedately movie. For a moment her patient's glance fell to her legs pornstudsearch, below the hem of her tasteful pornstudsearch, knee -length skirt.
 "So you believe you now have an exceptional mental ability. You can change pornstudsearch things around you, I think you said? So what exactly is the problem?"
 "Oh? How did you use it?"
 "I pornstudsearch can 't say I blame her," she said pornstudsearch, trying not pornstudsearch to sound accusatory. "Why should she pornstudsearch, or I?" You insist pornstudsearch you have this supernatural ability, but you refuse to demonstrate it movie. Surely you can do pornstudsearch something, some small movie thing to prove you pornstudsearch're not fabricating all this." It was necessary movie to force him to confront pornstudsearch his delusion.
 The man thought about it for a moment. "Do you have movie a coin?" he asked.
 Monica opened her desk drawer and pulled out movie a 500 movie lira pornstudsearch coin pornstudsearch, a memento from a trip to Italy. "Flip it pornstudsearch," Damien said, "it will come down heads."
 Oh boy, Monica thought privately. This pornstudsearch was getting weird. "OK, Damien . We'll work this out together. So far though, your conviction has not matched the evidence. All I movie've seen you do is a coin trick. You will have to do better than that to convince me."
 "Damien you're trying to avoid pornstudsearch the issue. I don't want pornstudsearch to talk about --"
 Monica watched him pornstudsearch, taken aback. She thought about the button on her desk, the pornstudsearch one that summoned security. You never knew pornstudsearch.
 After a moment she got to her feet pornstudsearch and sat down pornstudsearch in her big chair beside the desk. She crossed her pornstudsearch legs automatically, letting her foxy skirt slide high on pornstudsearch her thighs. One pornstudsearch dainty red sandal dangled off pornstudsearch her toes. She knew she looked good.
 "What do you mean?" He pornstudsearch sounded interested movie.
 "So pornstudsearch, as long as I'm trying to make the correct decisions, as long as I'm doing my best, I shouldn't feel bad if temptation gets pornstudsearch to me or I make a mistake now and again."
 Monica felt pornstudsearch one of those rare moments of satisfaction that came pornstudsearch from knowing she had used her skills to genuinely pornstudsearch help somebody. It was pornstudsearch a good pornstudsearch feeling, like the contented buzz she got pornstudsearch from sucking cock.
 She noticed his gaze lingering on pornstudsearch her pornstudsearch titanic titties pornstudsearch again. She loved the way men were always staring at her chest. That was why she wore --
 Monica whirled to face Damien. Her breasts and heels almost made her pornstudsearch lose her balance pornstudsearch. "What -- what have you pornstudsearch done." she almost shouted.
 Monica fought down a pornstudsearch wave of hysteria. "Stop this pornstudsearch. Stop -- Change me back." she demanded. Her pornstudsearch voice was deep and pornstudsearch soft pornstudsearch as velvet.
 Unexpectedly, the image of Damien's hard-on sent pornstudsearch a thrill of movie excitement pornstudsearch through her. She set her jaw. She marched over pornstudsearch to the desk, four-inch heels pornstudsearch sinking pornstudsearch into the plush pornstudsearch carpet pornstudsearch, and jabbed the emergency button on the intercom. Her fingernail was pornstudsearch flawlessly polished.
 A new movie chill went down Monica's spine pornstudsearch. "What -- what did you do to your supervisor pornstudsearch?" she asked, her voice trembling .
 "Ah movie, don't pornstudsearch worry Doc, she's right here. I brought her with me. He pornstudsearch flipped a hand movie lazily and the locked door to Monica's office swung open. "Hey, sweetmeat, wiggle your tail in pornstudsearch here," he movie said offhandedly.
 "These accusations are very serious. Very serious indeed pornstudsearch. I will not tolerate such indecent behaviour pornstudsearch in this school. Do you understand?"
 Monica pornstudsearch looked down at her shoes for a pornstudsearch moment. The polish pornstudsearch was so keen she could see her reflection. She gave him her pornstudsearch best apologetic pornstudsearch look movie, the pornstudsearch one that worked so well on all her teachers. "Wellll, not all of them, sir. Only... my panties."
 The headmaster took a deep breath. "All right," he said at last. "Ordinarily, this would be grounds for expulsion." His pornstudsearch eyes roamed over pornstudsearch her svelte curves as Monica gave him her best puppy-dog look. "But," he pornstudsearch amended quickly, "I don pornstudsearch't want to be harsh; especially to a pornstudsearch student that seems otherwise so... promising. His gaze lingered on pornstudsearch her overfilled blouse. The top two buttons had come undone.
 Monica twirled pornstudsearch a strand pornstudsearch of lustrous brown hair pornstudsearch around one finger. "Uhm, usually movie two pounds or so, but five pounds if I'd just come back from gym class."
 The headmaster groaned. He shifted position in his seat, looking uncomfortable. "All right," he said at last. "I see what we will have to pornstudsearch do. You are not to remove your undergarments for anyone while you are on the school grounds. Is that understood?"
 Monica giggled. "I own pornstudsearch him," she whispered, nibbling on his ear. "He's probably in there stroking himself right now." She movie kissed pornstudsearch him deeply. "I'm so turned on," she whispered, many seconds later.
 "Bullshit!" exclaimed Monica, all pretence of calmness abandoned. She resisted the urge to scream. "Don't try to pretend that I'm like pornstudsearch you, you monster. I pornstudsearch do have moral values and I live by them. I can't sweet-talk my way through life and I wouldn't if I could." She could almost feel pornstudsearch the acid pornstudsearch assaulting movie her, dribbling into pornstudsearch her brain.
 Monica flipped open a couple of buttons. "I've got a couple of great pornstudsearch references," she husked, still stroking expertly. "Maybe movie you should look them over movie." She used her free pornstudsearch hand pornstudsearch to guide his head to her pornstudsearch chest.
 "There, you pornstudsearch see," Monica said as George pornstudsearch began to pornstudsearch lap and suck hungrily, "it's really simple. I want in. And I know you want in, don't you tiger. So why can't we both get what we want?"
 Through the flood of wicked memories coming back movie to her movie, Monica tried to fathom what Damien was saying. It sort of made sense, she conceded . She had pornstudsearch been screwing and pornstudsearch seducing her way pornstudsearch to the pornstudsearch top pornstudsearch since pornstudsearch the day she sucked off the paper boy for pornstudsearch his delivery money. She only went into psychiatry for the money and the chance to fuck with her patients' heads. Oh god, the acid.
 Monica groaned lustfully, her fingers flying inside her pussy. Damien paused at the door while his graduate pornstudsearch supervisor struggled to her booted feet and joined him. "Bye Dr. Sondgaard." she said. "Thanks for everything. I'm so glad you could help him movie."
 There was another gift . How did pornstudsearch she know that? Feeling orgasm approaching like a runaway pornstudsearch freight-train she pornstudsearch grappled groggily with a half-memory. Another gift. It was... just pornstudsearch outside the door. Monica screamed outright as her gold companion brought her to a splendid peak.
 "Doctor," Kerri said in a small, respectful voice pornstudsearch, "would you like me to... clean pornstudsearch you up?" Her eyes were bright with hope and yearning. The second gift.
 She pornstudsearch started planning some changes for her little receptionist. First thing was to get her into some properly revealing pornstudsearch clothes. Something to distract the patients, to pornstudsearch make pornstudsearch Monica's job of separating pornstudsearch them from their money a little pornstudsearch easier. Fishnet pornstudsearch stockings and spike-heeled platform sandals would be her trademark. No underwear. Kerri was living with her movie boyfriend, but Monica would tell her movie to dump him pornstudsearch. She wasn't about to share that pornstudsearch tongue with anybody.
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