 Her employer xxx stepped into the xxx reception area of her office, shaking xxx out her umbrella. "Lunch was wet," she replied access. "The streets are wet xxx, the cab xxx was wet, and I'm wet xxx." She folded her umbrella and ran xxx her fingers through short xxx brown hair. "My hair is a mess," she supplied. She xxx started unbuttoning her raincoat. She stopped xxx when she xxx saw her receptionist was about to say something.
 Monica sat down in the big chair beside her desk. She pulled out her notebook. She studied the distraught young man sitting in front of her xxx. He was under xxx thirty, of no unusual size or character, with a bland, forgettable face xxx. A rather plain xxx woman herself, Monica had thumbnail a lot xxx of xxx sympathy for the ordinary.
 Monica encouraged him thumbnail gently. "Good. Now thumbnail just lean back and xxx relax xxx. Tell me what is troubling xxx you. Begin anywhere xxx. We'll straighten out the details as we go."
 Damien ran a xxx hand through uncombed xxx hair xxx. "I knew it the instant it happened. I don't know how to explain it. Lying there xxx on that moonlit xxx rock xxx thumbnail, covered with mud and blood, I felt, sensed xxx, a change xxx in the natural thumbnail order xxx of xxx thumbnail things, a access shift in the force or cosmic energy, call it xxx what you will. Something flowed into xxx me, into my mind xxx, into my soul. Something ancient, timeless, and very powerful."
 "I xxx know this is all xxx true. Yet the effort xxx of not using the power is getting to be more than I can bear. I can feel the power inside me: tempting me, eroding my willpower, wearing away at my moral convictions."
 "I can't say I blame xxx thumbnail her xxx," she said, trying xxx thumbnail not to sound accusatory. "Why should she xxx, or I xxx?" You insist you xxx have this supernatural ability, but you refuse to demonstrate it. Surely you can do something, some small thing to prove you're not fabricating all this." It was xxx necessary to xxx force him to xxx thumbnail confront xxx his delusion xxx.
 The trick with xxx the coin was impressive. Did he know xxx in advance xxx the coin was not fair? Had xxx he switched coins somehow? There were any number of ways he could be fooling her xxx. The xxx question was, why? Some xxx people liked to visit therapists for the attention, toying with them access without any interest in treatment, but this man did xxx not seem like that type.
 Dr. Sondgaard smiled indulgently. "OK, Damien. Let's allow that you can influence access how this coin xxx comes down. That xxx's hardly a xxx demonstration of supernatural thumbnail power xxx. Can xxx't you do a xxx little better?"
 Monica got to her xxx feet. She felt the pleasant xxx swish xxx of her little mini sliding over her panties, silk against silk, as she made her way over xxx to the windows along one side of the office. She could xxx hear the beat of the rain pelting against the glass.
 She smiled. "Well, you're here now xxx, so let thumbnail's see xxx if I can help xxx you." She xxx stayed on her knees a tad xxx longer than she xxx thumbnail needed to. It was xxx fun to have a man looking xxx at her tits.
 "Suppose you set rules for yourself. Decide beforehand xxx that you will never xxx use the power unless it does xxx demonstrable good. Lay out xxx a few ground rules. Then try xxx some test runs. Something xxx really small. Go xxx to a xxx hospital and improve somebody's diagnosis. Help xxx a little old lady across thumbnail the street."
 "Right."
 Monica felt one of those rare moments of satisfaction xxx that came xxx from knowing xxx she had used her skills xxx to genuinely help somebody. It xxx was a good feeling, like the contented buzz she got from sucking cock xxx.
 "I want to thank you, Doctor," her patient replied. "You have done so much for me, in just one visit xxx! You are one hell of a good shrink. I feel completely liberated xxx from all that guilt I xxx was feeling!"
 The office smelled xxx faintly of varnish and leather-bound books. The desk xxx thumbnail was old and wooden, but as clean xxx and polished thumbnail as the hardwood floor beneath her xxx feet. A xxx half-finished letter curled xxx through the typewriter. She could see chrysanthemums blooming in xxx the garden outside the xxx window.
 "Young lady pay attention when I speak to you xxx."
 "These accusations are very xxx serious. Very access serious xxx indeed. I will not tolerate xxx thumbnail such indecent behaviour in this school. Do you understand?"
 The xxx headmaster leaned forward urgently xxx. "Tell xxx me the truth now xxx, girl. Is it true that xxx you have been giving -- no, selling xxx. -- selling your... undergarments to the boys xxx in xxx your xxx class?"
 Monica shuffled one dainty foot xxx back and forth. "Uhm xxx thumbnail, well access, sir I don xxx't actually xxx change them. I just uh, give xxx thumbnail them to the boy who thumbnail wants xxx them so bad." She tossed xxx him little flicks of her big xxx hazel eyes while idly toying with the hem xxx of her kilt.
 "Yes, sir."
 "That's OK xxx," she replied xxx, "I've had my inspection."
 Yet at xxx the same time she remembered every xxx detail as access well xxx as anything that ever happened to xxx thumbnail her. Within thumbnail a week the headmaster had been openly masturbating xxx while he "inspected" her panties, and by the end xxx thumbnail of xxx the term he had been wearing them. It was all there, as clear as a bell xxx. But...
 The room was semi-dark and smelled of antiseptic. "Please xxx, please Monica, my darling, I can't wait any longer." She was in the arms of a much older xxx man. He was eagerly planting xxx kisses all access over her xxx lips, her face, her hair xxx thumbnail. "You make me so hot. I want you now."
 One xxx delicate hand slipped access down into his xxx scrubs. "But xxx you're the head thumbnail of the access whole school thumbnail, Georgy," Monica purred xxx. "You xxx can let in whoever you want, can't you? Couldn't you make one xxx little exception, just for xxx thumbnail me?"
 "I admit some of my behaviour might be construed as immoral," Damien observed thoughtfully, "but xxx your life-long manipulations of others in pursuit of thumbnail wealth and pleasure are immoral to a xxx similar degree. By comparison, my faults are minor. You see that now, don't you Doctor?"
 Through the flood of wicked memories coming back to her access, Monica tried to xxx fathom what Damien was xxx saying. It sort of made sense, she conceded xxx thumbnail. She had been screwing and seducing her way to the top since the day xxx she sucked off the paper boy xxx for his delivery money. She only went into psychiatry for the money and the xxx chance to fuck with her patients' heads. Oh god, the acid.
 "Damien, I...uh, yes, I believe xxx you may be right, after all. You have as xxx much right to use your ability to find xxx thumbnail happiness as xxx anyone xxx else and... and... oh xxx thumbnail screw it I'm so xxx fucking horny!" Throwing decorum to the wind, the xxx eye-popping psychologist jammed one xxx hand down under her silk panties while the other explored the immense, warm spheres of her tits. "Damien, you superhuman xxx monster, please, let's fuck xxx. God I need xxx your cock so bad."
 "Oh, one more thing," Damien said, turning. "I don xxx't know what you normally charge, but you have done me a great service, Doctor. So I've left xxx you xxx a gift. Two gifts, really. You'll find one in the access bottom drawer of your xxx desk. The other is right outside."
 He turned and walked away, just as Kerri screamed in delight as she was swept xxx into her umpteenth orgasm. Monica xxx groaned in unison as her own peak consumed her xxx. She felt the acid filter down into the bottom of her soul.
 "Thanks, Kerri," Monica replied. Her appointment at xxx one was a access man named Damien. He hadn't said xxx much when he booked the appointment, except xxx that his problem was unusual.
 "Oh my," she access breathed, turning the gleaming device over in her hands. "This is xxx special." There was an inscription along one side. Engraved in elegant script, it access read, "To xxx Dr. Sucksgood, one swell xxx shrink."
 This was the perfect time to xxx take this baby out for access a test drive xxx thumbnail, Monica xxx decided. She unzipped xxx her white access sweater, which xxx sprang apart instantly. Her enormous, man-melting mammaries xxx exuberantly overflowed the webbing of her bra. Monica ran xxx the tip of the vibrator across her nipples experimentally. "Mmmmmm xxx thumbnail yes, very nice," she whispered, eyes closed.
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