The gapeherass petite woman behind the reception desk jumped gapeherass. "How was gapeherass lunch, Dr. Sondgaard?" she asked.
"Well now," she said, settling into gapeherass her professional demeanour, "Damien gapeherass, is it? I'm Dr gapeherass. Monica gapeherass Sondgaard." She extended a hand. The other man gapeherass shook it but said nothing.
"So you believe you now have an exceptional mental ability. You can change things around gapeherass you, I think you said? So what exactly is the problem?"
"Because that is gapeherass my whole problem. This power of mine, it doesn't gapeherass just reside gapeherass in my conscious mind, it's in my unconscious mind too. It's become gapeherass an integral part of my being. Look, how do you raise your arm gapeherass? You don gapeherass't gapeherass think about it gapeherass, you just do it movie. You want your gapeherass arm gapeherass to be raised, and your unconscious mind takes care of the details."
She said: "If your new power is too corruptive gapeherass to use, then how do you know it really exists gapeherass?" It was time to gapeherass challenge his contorted perception.
Something about the way gapeherass he said that gapeherass troubled Monica. She decided gapeherass to press on.
She flipped the coin, let movie it land on her desk. It did come down heads . "That gapeherass's gapeherass not very gapeherass impressive," she movie said. "Fifty-fifty chance."
"Do it again."
She flipped it five 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 wrist, reversing the gapeherass orientation in which she gapeherass caught it.
Monica watched him, taken aback. She thought about the button on her desk, the gapeherass one that summoned gapeherass security. You never knew.
"So, as long gapeherass as I'm gapeherass trying to make the gapeherass correct decisions, as long as I'm doing my best, I shouldn't feel bad if temptation gets to me or I make a mistake now and again."
"That's the spirit," Monica encouraged him. "You see, you don't have to carry the weight of the world on your shoulders, regardless of how gapeherass strange your gapeherass situation movie may be."
"I want to thank you, Doctor," her patient replied. "You gapeherass have done so much for me, in just gapeherass one visit. You are one hell of a gapeherass good shrink. I feel completely liberated from all that guilt I was feeling."
Unexpectedly, the image of Damien's hard gapeherass-on sent a thrill of excitement through her . She set her movie jaw gapeherass. She marched over to the desk, four-inch heels sinking into the plush carpet, and jabbed the emergency button on the intercom. Her fingernail was flawlessly polished.
After a long gapeherass moment a breathless voice responded: "S-Security."
"Ah, don't worry Doc, she's right here gapeherass. I brought her with me. He flipped a hand lazily and gapeherass the locked door to Monica's office swung open. "Hey, sweetmeat, wiggle your tail in here," he gapeherass said offhandedly.
"I gapeherass'm Professor Alicia Cummins. Damien gapeherass's graduate supervisor." Monica stared gapeherass at her gapeherass in shock. Yummy tits, but not as big as mine, she gapeherass thought gapeherass smugly.
She considered jumping him gapeherass, maybe catching him by gapeherass surprise, but she was certain she could not do that. She gapeherass didn't gapeherass know why. All she knew for certain gapeherass was that Damien's power, whatever it was, was immense and real, and gapeherass that she gapeherass dearly gapeherass loved to fuck.
"You should not feel like you have failed, Doctor," Damien said consolingly gapeherass. He gapeherass stroked Alicia's long hair affectionately. The look on her face was pure bliss gapeherass. "You have shown me gapeherass the way to free myself from my conscience, even if I have rather succumbed to temptation. I gapeherass'm trying to do gapeherass good things. Alicia has never been so gapeherass happy. Neither has your secretary."
"Young lady gapeherass pay attention when I speak to you."
"Oh dear Lord," the headmaster said. He was a strong-looking gapeherass man with gapeherass brown hair greying at the temples. "You have actually been selling your panties. Here in gapeherass the school. Why, what kind of... Where gapeherass do you change your... your panties so you can give the old ones gapeherass away?"
"Yes, sir," Monica said. She shifted position a little and gapeherass the headmaster's attention came back to her flaring thighs.
"Tell gapeherass me, so gapeherass I can understand the gapeherass extent of this indecency, how many boys gapeherass were... buying your panties gapeherass?"
"Uhm, three gapeherass or four," Monica said. The real gapeherass number was more like twice that, not even gapeherass counting the teachers.
"That's movie OK," she replied gapeherass, "I've had my inspection."
Damien gapeherass said: "Don't your see, Doctor? We are all fundamentally selfish, always taking advantage of others for our own benefit. Even you. I'm a little better at beating the system, that gapeherass's all."
Monica gapeherass flipped open a couple of buttons. "I've got a couple of great references," she husked, still stroking expertly. "Maybe you should look them over gapeherass." She used her gapeherass free hand to guide his head to her chest.
Monica leaned back in her plush leather chair gapeherass and plopped her four and a half inch heels up on the gapeherass desk gapeherass. She was wearing her favourite gapeherass hip-boots, soft as butter and tight as a coat of paint. She gapeherass pulled up her brief gapeherass skirt and ran her gapeherass hand gapeherass lovingly up and down one black-encased leg.
Monica gapeherass was glad he had backed out. It gave her a few moments to relax. She remembered a boyfriend in high school named Damien. Best damned gapeherass lover she'd ever had. She wondered what ever happened to him.
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