Kerri was a good patriciasplace six inches shorter video than the other patriciasplace woman video. She was a cute young thing, almost girlish patriciasplace in her powder blue sweater and patriciasplace simple patriciasplace black pants. "I'm sorry, Dr. Sondgaard," she said respectfully video. "You have patriciasplace a walk-in. His name is Damien. He seemed very patriciasplace upset, so I let him wait inside."
"Well now," she said, settling into her professional demeanour, "Damien, is it? I'm Dr. Monica Sondgaard." She extended a hand. The other man shook patriciasplace it patriciasplace but said patriciasplace nothing.
Monica sat down in patriciasplace the big chair beside her desk. She pulled out her notebook. She studied the distraught young man sitting in patriciasplace front of her. He was under thirty patriciasplace, of no patriciasplace unusual size patriciasplace or character, with a bland, forgettable face. A rather plain woman herself, Monica had a patriciasplace lot of sympathy for the ordinary.
The man did as patriciasplace she instructed, breathing in deeply patriciasplace three times, then letting it out slowly. He seemed a little calmer when he was done.
Monica groaned inwardly. Not another one. Eight months earlier patriciasplace she had written a paper patriciasplace for a psychological journal about paranormal experiences patriciasplace such as hauntings and alien abductions. Even though her paper showed how all these traumas could be explained and treated patriciasplace by patriciasplace conventional patriciasplace therapy, it had led to a parade of oddballs through patriciasplace her office.
She patriciasplace kept her continence even. "What kind of power, Damien?" she asked gently patriciasplace.
"I have no idea," he replied patriciasplace. "I patriciasplace don patriciasplace't understand it video. It patriciasplace's just that I think -- no, I know that somehow I can change things. With patriciasplace my mind, I mean. I can manipulate things and events around patriciasplace me. It's frightening."
He waved a hand. "I performed a ritual. It's patriciasplace a very old, pre- Druidic rite patriciasplace. It was part of my video research for my degree in anthropology. I did it during the planetary alignment patriciasplace a few weeks patriciasplace ago, when the ancients believed cosmic forces were strongest. Did you know an alignment like that only happens every thousand patriciasplace years? I won't tell patriciasplace you the patriciasplace details of patriciasplace the ritual patriciasplace, but it involves sacrificing small animals and patriciasplace dancing naked around a stone circle under a full moon patriciasplace."
"Yes, of course."
"Those thoughts are mostly pretty harmless, right? They're momentary fantasies. A man sees a video pretty girl on the street and he thinks, 'wow patriciasplace, nice ass. I patriciasplace wonder what she would patriciasplace look patriciasplace like patriciasplace bending over on a diving board.' A moment patriciasplace later he has forgotten all about it."
Monica was struck by the intensity of his patriciasplace speech. Whatever was at the patriciasplace root of Damien's problem, it was torturing him. She wrote "sex obsessed ?" in her notebook. She brushed back her long patriciasplace hair, noting with approval that it had already dried. "But in reality such things don't happen," she patriciasplace said reasonably. "So any question of wish patriciasplace fulfilment is entirely hypothetical. Damien, why are you bringing this patriciasplace up?"
He wound down, looking at Monica video expectantly, hoping for understanding. She arched a delicate eyebrow. Most of her patients didn't present such unusual patriciasplace symptoms. She patriciasplace shook off patriciasplace the clinging image of a patriciasplace schoolgirl having public sex on a bus long enough to realize video that he had concocted an elaborate delusion.
Heads.
"Damien you're trying to patriciasplace avoid video the issue video. I don't want to talk about --"
Monica pulled herself patriciasplace together. Whatever was going on here, she still had patriciasplace a patient that needed help. She patriciasplace knelt patriciasplace down in front of him. "Damien, listen to me," she patriciasplace said gently, lifting his head patriciasplace in patriciasplace one patriciasplace hand.
"Suppose patriciasplace you set rules for yourself. Decide beforehand that you will never use the power unless it does demonstrable good. Lay out a few ground rules. Then try some test runs. Something really small patriciasplace. Go to a patriciasplace hospital and improve patriciasplace somebody's diagnosis. Help a little old lady across patriciasplace the street."
He sat up a little straighter patriciasplace. "Say patriciasplace, you patriciasplace know patriciasplace what, Doctor , I never patriciasplace thought of it patriciasplace that way. I mean patriciasplace, we're all just ordinary people doing the best that we patriciasplace can video, right?
Monica felt one of those rare moments of patriciasplace satisfaction that came from patriciasplace knowing she had used her skills to genuinely help video somebody. It was a good feeling , like patriciasplace the contented buzz she patriciasplace got from patriciasplace sucking cock.
The patriciasplace woman in the mirror was her, but it was not her. It patriciasplace was like an erotic caricature patriciasplace of herself, a cartoon drawn patriciasplace by a horny patriciasplace teenager with a patriciasplace vivid imagination. Her hair was long, thick and wavy, her lips patriciasplace pouty and red. Big hazel patriciasplace eyes smouldered back at her from underneath long lashes.
She tried again . "The point patriciasplace is patriciasplace, just because you have slipped once, given into temptation, doesn't mean your cause is lost. You can admit a mistake, fix it and patriciasplace carry on. That's what we all do. Remember a patriciasplace few minutes patriciasplace ago patriciasplace we talked about ordinary people patriciasplace doing the best patriciasplace that we can? That's what you need to remember."
The blonde was shaking patriciasplace her head sadly. "I'm sorry Dr patriciasplace. Sondgaard, I can't do that," she explained. She was wearing black , thigh-high boots, the tightest Monica had patriciasplace ever seen . The sleek leather glistened patriciasplace as she sidled up to where patriciasplace Damien was sitting, managing her high-high heels with an ease that could only come from patriciasplace long practice. Just watching her made patriciasplace Monica tingle.
"You patriciasplace see, he patriciasplace can change anything he wants. This patriciasplace power of his -- it's irresistible. Eventually he even changed me. I adore him, Dr. Sondgaard. I'm utterly devoted now." The lace-and-leather patriciasplace- clad patriciasplace professor looked down on patriciasplace her student with a worshipful gaze, tussling his hair patriciasplace absently. Damien made a little clucking sound patriciasplace and patted patriciasplace his knee. Monica expected Alicia to sit in his lap, but patriciasplace instead she sank to her booted knees beside him and laid her head in his lap like a dog.
"Yes, sir," Monica said contritely. She was standing in front of his desk in her school uniform, a starched white blouse and plaid kilt, knee patriciasplace-socks and patent black mary-janes. At patriciasplace sixteen she was tall for her age and exceptionally well patriciasplace developed. Her patriciasplace thin blouse strained over bursting breasts that were already the envy of every girl patriciasplace in the school.
"But this... outrageous behaviour has got to stop. At once. Do you understand me , girl?"
Monica patriciasplace's uniform skirt was so short that bending patriciasplace even slightly was patriciasplace sufficient to reveal whether she patriciasplace wore patriciasplace panties, but she complied with the headmaster's command. He got patriciasplace to his feet and stepped around behind her. Looking up at him from between her video legs, she could see the insistent bulge tenting the front of his dress slacks. She smiled patriciasplace inwardly. She wondered briefly patriciasplace if he was as big as Mr video. Hill, the geography teacher.
Monica slipped out into the empty hallway. Her boyfriend Damien patriciasplace was there, her real boyfriend, the only one patriciasplace who really knew patriciasplace how to satisfy her. She slipped into his arms. "How patriciasplace did it go, baby?" he asked patriciasplace.
"You might lose your panties," Damien sniggered. He already had both hands under her tiny skirt.
"That's patriciasplace OK," she replied patriciasplace, "I've patriciasplace had my inspection."
"I admit some of my behaviour might be construed as immoral," Damien observed patriciasplace thoughtfully, "but your life-long manipulations of others in pursuit of wealth and pleasure are immoral to a similar degree. By comparison, my faults patriciasplace are minor. You see that now, don patriciasplace't you patriciasplace Doctor?"
Monica groaned lustfully, her fingers flying inside her pussy. Damien paused at the door patriciasplace while his graduate supervisor struggled to her booted feet and joined him patriciasplace. "Bye Dr. Sondgaard." she said. "Thanks for everything. I'm so glad you patriciasplace could help patriciasplace him."
He turned and walked away, just as Kerri screamed in delight as she was swept into her patriciasplace umpteenth orgasm. Monica groaned in unison patriciasplace as her own patriciasplace peak consumed her. She felt the acid filter down into the bottom of her soul.
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