The petite woman behind the 8streetlatinas reception 8thstreetlatinas gabby desk jumped. "How 8streetlatinas8thstreetlatinas was lunch, Dr. Sondgaard?" she asked.
Her 8streetlatinas employer stepped into the reception area 8streetlatinas of 8streetlatinas8thstreetlatinas her office, shaking out 8streetlatinas her umbrella. "Lunch was 8streetlatinas wet," she replied 8thstreetlatinas. "The streets are wet, the cab was 8streetlatinas wet, and I'm wet." She 8streetlatinas folded her umbrella and ran her fingers through short brown 8streetlatinas hair 8thstreetlatinas gabby. "My 8streetlatinas8thstreetlatinas hair is a mess," she supplied. She started 8streetlatinas unbuttoning her raincoat. She stopped when she saw her receptionist was about to say something.
For a moment she 8thstreetlatinas gabby regarded her receptionist quizzically. Kerri's sweater skimmed well above her navel and 8streetlatinas snugged fetchingly around her darling young breasts. Although not unusual by the style of the day, it was 8streetlatinas positively daring by Kerri's 8streetlatinas conservative standards. Was 8streetlatinas that the same 8thstreetlatinas gabby sweater she had been wearing 8thstreetlatinas earlier?
She stepped 8thstreetlatinas gabby into her private office, raincoat 8streetlatinas8thstreetlatinas over one arm. She locked the door 8streetlatinas for 8streetlatinas8thstreetlatinas privacy. "Sorry to keep you waiting 8streetlatinas," she said to the man who looked up from the couch. "I gabby almost drowned waiting for a cab 8streetlatinas." She hung up the raincoat 8streetlatinas8thstreetlatinas and free umbrella, then smoothed out her modest brown suit. She kicked off her wet shoes and stepped into a different pair, black flats like she always wore.
The man did as she 8streetlatinas instructed 8thstreetlatinas gabby, breathing in deeply three times, then letting it out 8thstreetlatinas slowly 8streetlatinas. He seemed a little calmer 8streetlatinas when he was done 8streetlatinas.
"Doctor," the man said, "You have got to help me. I can 8streetlatinas8thstreetlatinas't handle this any more. I read in the paper that 8streetlatinas8thstreetlatinas you know 8thstreetlatinas gabby something gabby about the paranormal. Maybe you can 8thstreetlatinas gabby understand. I have this -- this thing inside me 8streetlatinas, this 8streetlatinas power or ability or something 8streetlatinas -- and it's driving 8streetlatinas me crazy."
She kept her continence even. "What 8streetlatinas8thstreetlatinas kind of power, Damien?" she asked gently.
Actually, that was quite 8streetlatinas enough detail, Monica thought 8streetlatinas, wincing. "I see," she said again, trying to keep the 8streetlatinas8thstreetlatinas revulsion 8thstreetlatinas gabby out of her voice. "This ritual 8thstreetlatinas conferred gabby some sort 8streetlatinas of magical 8streetlatinas8thstreetlatinas ability on you, is that right? How do you know you have 8streetlatinas it gabby?" She crossed her knees sedately. For a moment her patient 8streetlatinas's glance fell to her legs, below the hem of her 8streetlatinas tasteful, knee-length skirt.
"Those thoughts 8streetlatinas8thstreetlatinas are mostly pretty harmless, right? They're momentary fantasies. A man 8streetlatinas8thstreetlatinas sees a pretty girl on the street and he thinks, 'wow, nice ass. I wonder what she would look like bending over on a gabby diving board.' A moment 8streetlatinas later he has forgotten all gabby about it."
"Do you have 8thstreetlatinas any idea what a 8streetlatinas burden that is? The 8streetlatinas world as we know it would collapse if we gabby could all indulge free our selfish whims. I have to guard my thoughts 8streetlatinas8thstreetlatinas every minute, lest one of 8streetlatinas8thstreetlatinas my 8streetlatinas8thstreetlatinas subconscious desires 8thstreetlatinas suddenly come true. Every time I see a 8streetlatinas pretty girl I have to concentrate on not 8streetlatinas thinking about her. I can't go into a 8streetlatinas bank because I'm afraid I'll have a stray thought and someone free will start giving me money 8thstreetlatinas gabby. It 8thstreetlatinas's the curse of the 8streetlatinas Midas touch, to 8streetlatinas8thstreetlatinas the second power."
He sat down heavily. "It's like acid," he said softly. "An acid of the mind. It 8streetlatinas eats away at my humanity, bit by bit. Corroding. Corrupting. Eventually it will leak 8thstreetlatinas out, and my soul will be 8streetlatinas indelibly 8streetlatinas stained 8streetlatinas."
"Oh? How did you use it free?"
Monica sat down again. She noticed his eyes on her nylons but decided not to pull down her miniskirt. Let him look. Better men should admire her shapely legs than ignore her small chest.
"I'm as 8streetlatinas confused about 8thstreetlatinas this as you are. Nevertheless we are going to work this out together. Understand? Whether your power gabby is real is hardly the point. It's real 8streetlatinas to you and that's what 8streetlatinas matters."
She smiled. "Well, you're here 8streetlatinas8thstreetlatinas now, so let's see if I 8thstreetlatinas gabby can help free you." She stayed on her knees a 8thstreetlatinas tad longer than she needed 8streetlatinas to. It was fun to have a man looking at her tits.
"What do you 8streetlatinas8thstreetlatinas mean?" He sounded interested.
"Suppose 8streetlatinas you set rules for yourself. Decide beforehand that you will never use the power unless 8thstreetlatinas gabby it free does demonstrable 8streetlatinas good. Lay out a few ground rules 8streetlatinas. Then try some test 8streetlatinas runs. Something really small. Go to a hospital 8streetlatinas8thstreetlatinas and 8thstreetlatinas gabby improve somebody's diagnosis. Help 8streetlatinas a little old lady across the street."
He sat up a little straighter. "Say, you know what, Doctor, I never 8thstreetlatinas gabby thought of it that way. I mean 8streetlatinas, we're all just 8streetlatinas8thstreetlatinas ordinary people doing the best that we can free, right?
Monica straightened slowly. Diamond bracelets sparkled on her wrists. She turned to face Damien. He was still smiling 8streetlatinas. It 8streetlatinas8thstreetlatinas had an 8thstreetlatinas gabby edge of 8streetlatinas8thstreetlatinas pure evil 8thstreetlatinas now. "What have you done to free them?" she whispered.
"Look, Damien," she said urgently, "You can fight this. You don't have to 8streetlatinas give 8thstreetlatinas gabby in to the temptation. These -- what you 8streetlatinas've done to me is just 8streetlatinas childishness. It 8thstreetlatinas gabby's 8streetlatinas8thstreetlatinas a selfish indulgence free, like masturbation. It 8streetlatinas's 8thstreetlatinas gabby like when I slip 8streetlatinas two fingers into my 8thstreetlatinas cunny on the train and try to get myself off without anybody noticing." Dammit 8thstreetlatinas.
A new chill went down free Monica's spine. "What -- what did you do to your supervisor?" she asked, her 8streetlatinas voice 8thstreetlatinas gabby trembling.
At gabby the moment, the sofa was occupied 8streetlatinas8thstreetlatinas. Kerri was 8streetlatinas on the bottom, or at least a busty centrefold model that looked like 8streetlatinas Kerri, wearing nothing but fishnet stockings and her trademark black patent sandals with six-inch platform heels. She had her legs in the air 8streetlatinas. She was panting loudly 8streetlatinas8thstreetlatinas as she 8streetlatinas was vigorously fucked by a 8streetlatinas musclebound man that Monica vaguely recognized.
"I 8thstreetlatinas gabby didn't mean for this to 8streetlatinas happen," the 8streetlatinas8thstreetlatinas professor said. "I thought you might be able to help 8streetlatinas him, I really did. He was struggling so with 8streetlatinas8thstreetlatinas his conscience, I thought there might be some hope of redemption. But 8streetlatinas it was gabby already too late. I'm 8streetlatinas so sorry Doctor. There was nothing you could do."
"Au contraire, my little sextoy," said Damien casually. "The good doctor has done so 8thstreetlatinas much for me 8streetlatinas8thstreetlatinas. She found the key 8streetlatinas to free me 8streetlatinas from my guilt gabby. It's like being let out of prison. For the first time in my 8thstreetlatinas life I'm gabby truly 8thstreetlatinas gabby free 8streetlatinas."
She considered jumping him, maybe catching him 8streetlatinas by surprise, but she was certain she could not do that. She 8streetlatinas didn't know why. All she knew for 8thstreetlatinas gabby certain 8streetlatinas8thstreetlatinas was 8thstreetlatinas that free Damien's power, whatever it was, was immense and real, and 8thstreetlatinas that she dearly loved to fuck 8streetlatinas.
Even 8streetlatinas in her nearly hysterical state, Monica gabby recognized rationalization. "No 8streetlatinas8thstreetlatinas, Damien, no 8streetlatinas," she pleaded. "That's the oldest trick in the book 8streetlatinas. To convince free yourself that whatever you 8streetlatinas8thstreetlatinas want to do just happens to be 8thstreetlatinas gabby the best choice. You're only deceiving yourself 8streetlatinas." She spoke in a lilting sing-song she couldn't seem to do anything about. She brushed long hair back from one perfect 8streetlatinas ear.
"Yes, sir," Monica said contritely. She was standing in front of his desk in her school 8streetlatinas uniform, a starched white blouse and plaid kilt, knee-socks and patent black mary-janes. At 8thstreetlatinas gabby sixteen she was 8streetlatinas tall 8streetlatinas for her 8streetlatinas8thstreetlatinas age and exceptionally well 8streetlatinas developed. Her thin blouse strained over bursting breasts that were already the 8thstreetlatinas envy of every girl in the school.
The headmaster leaned forward urgently. "Tell me 8streetlatinas the truth now 8streetlatinas8thstreetlatinas, girl. Is it true that you have been 8streetlatinas giving -- no, selling! -- selling your... undergarments to the boys in your 8thstreetlatinas class?"
Monica shuffled one dainty 8streetlatinas foot back and forth. "Uhm, well 8streetlatinas, sir I don't actually change them 8streetlatinas8thstreetlatinas. I just uh, give them to the 8streetlatinas boy who wants them so bad." She tossed him little flicks of her big free hazel eyes while idly toying with the hem of her kilt.
It took a moment for this 8streetlatinas information to sink in. "You mean you... take them off... and walk around the 8streetlatinas rest of 8streetlatinas the day without any... Good Lord. In 8streetlatinas my school. And you always wearing your uniform... like that...." He swallowed 8streetlatinas.
"Tell me, so I can understand the 8thstreetlatinas gabby extent 8streetlatinas8thstreetlatinas of this indecency, how many boys were... buying your panties?"
"Good lord," he 8thstreetlatinas said again 8thstreetlatinas. "And, how much did you usually get?"
Monica twirled a strand of 8streetlatinas8thstreetlatinas lustrous brown hair 8streetlatinas8thstreetlatinas around one finger. "Uhm 8streetlatinas8thstreetlatinas, usually two 8streetlatinas pounds or 8streetlatinas so 8streetlatinas, but five pounds if I'd just come back from gym class."
"And to ensure your compliance, you will 8streetlatinas report to 8streetlatinas my office once each day for inspection."
"Precisely. It is the only way to ensure that you do not continue with this preposterous lewdness. We free will 8streetlatinas8thstreetlatinas begin today. Bend over and grab your 8streetlatinas ankles."
Monica slipped out into the gabby empty hallway. Her boyfriend Damien was 8thstreetlatinas gabby there, her real boyfriend, the only one who really knew how to satisfy her. She slipped into his arms 8streetlatinas. "How 8streetlatinas did 8streetlatinas8thstreetlatinas it 8thstreetlatinas gabby go, baby?" he asked.
Monica giggled. "I own him," she whispered, nibbling on his 8streetlatinas ear. "He's probably in there stroking himself right now 8thstreetlatinas." She kissed him 8streetlatinas deeply. "I'm so turned on," she whispered, many seconds later.
"That's OK," she replied, "I've had my inspection."
Damien said: "Don't your see, Doctor? We are all fundamentally 8streetlatinas8thstreetlatinas selfish, always taking advantage of others for our own 8streetlatinas benefit. Even you. I'm a little better gabby at beating the system, that's 8streetlatinas8thstreetlatinas all."
One delicate hand slipped down into his 8thstreetlatinas gabby scrubs. "But 8streetlatinas you gabby're 8streetlatinas the head of the whole school, Georgy," Monica purred. "You can let in whoever you want 8streetlatinas, can't you? Couldn't you make one little 8streetlatinas exception gabby, just for 8streetlatinas8thstreetlatinas me?"
Through the flood of wicked memories coming back 8streetlatinas to her, Monica tried to fathom what Damien was saying 8streetlatinas. It sort 8streetlatinas8thstreetlatinas of made 8streetlatinas sense 8streetlatinas, she conceded. She had 8streetlatinas8thstreetlatinas been screwing and 8streetlatinas8thstreetlatinas seducing her way to free the top since the 8streetlatinas day she sucked off the paper boy for his delivery money 8streetlatinas8thstreetlatinas. She only went into psychiatry for the money and 8thstreetlatinas the chance to fuck with her patients' heads. Oh god, the acid.
Lazily, she picked 8streetlatinas up 8streetlatinas the trade 8streetlatinas magazine that was lying on her desk. It carried a centre-spread article entitled "Dr. Monica Sucksgood: Therapist 8thstreetlatinas gabby to 8streetlatinas the Rich and Famous." Monica's movie-star face gazed back from the gabby photograph accompanying the article with a look hot enough to set the paper on fire.
She massaged her melons 8streetlatinas8thstreetlatinas for a few minutes, then decided to move on to 8streetlatinas the main event. She still had 8thstreetlatinas her feet on the desk. Monica's miniskirt was 8thstreetlatinas gabby also tight, but 8streetlatinas8thstreetlatinas a quick flick of another zipper revealed the pink jewel that some women covered with panties. Her 8streetlatinas crotch-high boots 8streetlatinas negated gabby the need to wear stockings 8thstreetlatinas. Monica turned 8streetlatinas the gold vibrator up a 8streetlatinas notch and slowly slipped it in.
There was another gift. How 8streetlatinas8thstreetlatinas did she know that? Feeling orgasm 8streetlatinas approaching like a runaway freight-train she 8thstreetlatinas grappled groggily 8thstreetlatinas gabby with a half-memory. Another gift. It was... just outside the 8streetlatinas door. Monica screamed outright as her 8streetlatinas gold companion brought her to a splendid peak.
The door burst open. "Dr free. Sucksgood. Are you all right?" Kerri exclaimed. "I heard you -- oh my god." The naive receptionist had not expected to see her employer 8streetlatinas, boot free-wrapped legs spread 8streetlatinas wide on her desk 8streetlatinas8thstreetlatinas, shamelessly 8streetlatinas8thstreetlatinas pleasuring herself 8streetlatinas with a 8streetlatinas8thstreetlatinas buzzing gold dildo. Her eyes locked on Monica's pussy, where the 8streetlatinas oversexed psychologist was 8streetlatinas still easing the vibrator 8streetlatinas in and out slowly, enjoying the warm afterglow of her adventure.
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