 "Kerri, please tell me cum nothing has come up while I was out."
 Anyone could see that the man was in hand job cum shot distress; it didn't take a psychologist to figure that out. The first thing was cumface to get cum him shot calmed down job a little, Monica decided, work through the crisis cum, then cum look at the long-term situation. It didn't cum help that he had hardly said a word since he came in.
 The man did as she instructed, breathing in deeply three times, then letting cumface it face out slowly. He seemed a little calmer when he shot was cumface done.
 "But what if he could fulfil these fantasies, however fleeting? What if he could make the girl stop and strip and bend over so he could admire her face behind? What if he could make shot a sexy schoolgirl jump into his lap on the bus cum and make pictures out with him until her stop? Better yet, what if he cumface could transform any ordinary schoolgirl into a teenage sexpot shot and have her fuck him on cum the bus cum in front of everybody. What if he could cum instantly fulfil all the selfish cum, base, lustful desires that float around in the shot bilgewater of everybody's unconscious mind? What would become of him then?"
 "I know this is all true. Yet cum the effort cum of not using the power face is cum getting to be more than I can bear. I can feel the power inside me: tempting shot me, eroding my willpower, wearing away at my cum moral convictions."
 He wound down, looking at Monica expectantly, hoping for understanding face. She arched cum a delicate eyebrow. Most cum of cum her patients cum didn't cumface present cum such unusual symptoms. She shook off cum the clinging image of a schoolgirl having public cum sex cum on a bus long pictures enough to realize that hand job cum shot he had concocted an elaborate delusion.
 The man thought about it for a moment. "Do you have a coin?" he asked.
 Monica opened her desk drawer and pulled out a 500 lira coin, a memento from a trip to Italy. "Flip it," Damien said cumface, "it will pictures come down heads."
 She flipped the coin, let cum it land on face her desk. It did come down heads. "That's not very impressive cum," she said. "Fifty-fifty chance."
 "Do cumface it again."
 "Again." Heads once more.
 She flipped it five cumface more times. It landed heads every time. She tried catching the coin in the air. Still heads. She caught it and slapped it on her face wrist, reversing the orientation in which she caught it.
 The trick with the coin was impressive. Did he shot know in advance the coin face was not fair? Had he switched coins somehow? There were any number of ways he could be fooling her. The question was, why? Some people liked to visit therapists cum for the attention shot, toying with them without any interest in shot treatment, but this man did not seem like that type.
 "Show me, Damien cum." She spoke commandingly shot.
 "Tell me about the weather cum." he shouted with sudden fury.
 She pulled back the curtains. The day was sunny, bright with pictures sunshine. A few high clouds drifted along on a summer breeze. Astonished, she looked down at the city street. The pavement was dry. There were no puddles job. A man was hand job cum shot idly watering a potted job tree on cum the cum sidewalk.
 Monica dropped the cum curtain. She stepped back so fast she almost fell off her high heels. She turned toward the door, where she had hung pictures up her raincoat and umbrella job when she came in. There cum was no umbrella. In cum fact, there was no umbrella cumface stand. On the coat rack was cum a hand job cum shot little red hat hand. It exactly shot matched the daring red ensemble she was wearing.
 Damien was cum leaning job over, his hands clasped cum in his lap. "I asked you not cum to make me do that. Oh hand god cumface, it's so damned easy."
 "Let's consider, for the sake of argument, that you really cum have some sort of extraordinary power. What makes you so certain that it will harm you cum? Can't you learn to use cum it, test hand job cum shot it out a little at a time, tame the cum beast before job it devours you?"
 "That's face the pictures spirit," Monica encouraged him. "You face see, you don't have to carry the weight of the world on your shoulders, regardless of how strange your face situation may be."
 After a long moment a breathless voice responded: "S-Security."
 Monica straightened slowly. Diamond bracelets sparkled on her cum wrists cum. She turned to face cum Damien. He was still cum smiling. It had an edge of pure evil now. "What have you done cum to them?" she whispered.
 "That cum's Mr. Albright cum, your cumface two-o'clock," Damien supplied. "I helped him a little with cum his shyness and agoraphobia. Of cum course, a nine-inch cock and sheer animal magnetism that few women can resist job will help a lot too."
 "You see, he can change anything he wants. This power of his -- it's cum irresistible. Eventually he even changed me. I adore him, Dr. Sondgaard pictures. I'm utterly devoted now." The lace pictures-and-leather- clad professor looked down on her student cum with a cum worshipful gaze, tussling job his hair absently. Damien made a little cumface clucking sound and patted cum his hand job cum shot knee. Monica expected Alicia cum to sit in his lap, but instead she shot sank to her booted knees beside him and laid her head hand job cum shot in his cumface lap like a dog.
 Out in the cumface outer cumface office, Kerri began job to scream in ecstasy cum as Mr. Albright brought her to yet another orgasm. The man caught Monica's hand eye and winked cumface at her cum. The door began to shot swing closed slowly.
 The office smelled faintly of varnish and leather-bound books. The desk was old and wooden shot, but as clean and pictures polished pictures as the hardwood floor beneath her feet. A half-finished letter curled through the typewriter. She could see cum chrysanthemums shot blooming in the garden outside the window.
 Monica jumped, and turned back to what the pictures headmaster cum was saying. "S-sorry sir," she cumface said nervously.
 "Yes, sir cum," Monica said contritely. She cumface was standing in cum front of his desk cum in cum her school uniform cumface, a starched face white blouse and plaid kilt, knee-socks and patent black mary-janes. At sixteen she cum was cum tall for her age cum and exceptionally well developed. Her thin blouse strained over bursting breasts that were already the face envy of hand every girl in the school.
 Monica looked down at her shoes for a moment. The polish was so keen hand job cum shot she could see her reflection. She gave him her cum best apologetic cumface look pictures, the one that worked so well on cumface all her teachers. "Wellll, not all of them cum, sir cumface. Only... my panties."
 It took a moment for this information to sink in. "You mean you... take them off... and cum walk around the rest cumface of the day without any... Good Lord. In cumface my school cum. And you always wearing your uniform... like that...." He swallowed.
 "But this... outrageous behaviour has got to stop. At once. Do you understand me, girl?"
 The headmaster groaned. He shifted position in his seat, looking uncomfortable. "All right," he said cum at last. "I job see cum what we will have to hand job cum shot do. You are not to remove hand job cum shot your undergarments for anyone while face you are on the school face grounds cum. Is that cum understood cum?"
 "Inspection? Sir?"
 "Precisely. It is the only way to ensure that shot you do job not continue with this preposterous lewdness. We will begin cumface today. Bend over hand job cum shot and grab your ankles."
 "Let's go to the hand job cum shot storeroom cum."
 The cumface man job was still kissing her wildly. "She cum's cum... not pictures here," he replied, desperate cum. "It's cum just cum you and me hand job cum shot. Please cum, Monica, darling hand, let me love cum you. I'm going insane cum." His cumface groping hands found their way under face her racy uniform.
 George job made cum an incoherent sound from between Monica's melons. His scrubs slipped down pictures around his cumface ankles.
 "Oh sweet heaven how could I have forgotten that cum," Monica cum gasped, her face flushed with heat cum. She collapsed into her chair, breathing hard. She ran cumface one hand over her stupendous chest, feeling the hard, sensitive nipples. Acid. There was hand job cum shot acid shot everywhere now, flooding cum her mind, eating away at her resolve, dissolving her conscience into smoke.
 "Damien, I...uh, yes, I believe you may be right, after all. You cumface have as much right to use your cum ability face to find happiness as anyone else and... and... oh screw it I'm cumface so fucking horny cum." Throwing decorum to the wind cum, the cum eye-popping hand psychologist jammed one hand down under her silk panties while the other explored the immense, warm spheres of her tits. "Damien, you superhuman cum monster, please, let's fuck. God I need your cock so bad."
 Her cum patient got job to his feet, idly kicking Alicia aside shot. She giggled like a foolish girl. Damien cum said: "Sorry shot Doctor, I think it's time for me to go. You have a lot of reminiscing pictures to do."
 Monica groaned lustfully, her fingers flying inside her pussy. Damien paused at the door cum while cum his graduate supervisor struggled to her booted feet hand job cum shot and joined him. "Bye Dr. Sondgaard." she said. "Thanks for everything. I cum'm so glad you could cumface help cumface him."
 He turned and walked away, just as Kerri shot screamed in delight as she was swept into her umpteenth orgasm. Monica groaned in unison as her own peak consumed her. She cumface felt the acid filter down into the bottom of her soul.
 Monica knew what the article said because she had pretty cumface much written it herself cum. The young journalist that came to cum interview her had been unprepared either for Monica's looks or her sexual manipulations. With a little help from some pills she slipped into her drink, Monica pictures soon had the girl so dazed and entranced she hardly knew her own name. Lolling like an idiot, she cum opened her laptop and cum typed up cum the article right there cum, as Monica whispered the sentences into her ear.
 This was the perfect time cumface to cumface take this baby out for a test drive, Monica decided. She unzipped her white sweater, which sprang apart instantly. Her enormous, man-melting mammaries exuberantly overflowed the cum webbing of her bra. Monica cumface ran the tip hand of the vibrator shot across her nipples experimentally cum. "Mmmmmm yes, very nice," she whispered, eyes closed.
 Monica waggled a finger at her. "Come here," she said. Instantly the young girl trotted around and knelt between Monica's cum skin- smooth black boots. She leaned forward, tongue extended, and began to lick cum tentatively. She made a little mewling sound cumface deep in her throat.
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