 Dr. Sondgaard looked at her watch. "All right. I have a ginger free hour before Mr. Albright gets here. I can review those pleasebangmywife files some other day pleasebangmywife."
 "OK, Damien," Dr. Sondgaard began, deliberately using his first name to establish rapport, "calm yourself down if you can images. I'm here to help you. Nothing is going pleasebangmywife to hurt pleasebangmywife you in this ginger pleasebangmywife office. Try taking three deep breaths."
 He was becoming increasingly agitated. He got up from the couch pleasebangmywife and began to pace back and forth, gesticulating as he spoke. "This power of mine pleasebangmywife, this thing in my head, it works just like that. I don't have to pleasebangmywife do anything. I ginger just have to ginger want something to change, and it changes."
 He wound down, looking at Monica pleasebangmywife expectantly, hoping for understanding pleasebangmywife. She arched a delicate eyebrow pleasebangmywife. Most of her pleasebangmywife patients didn't present such unusual symptoms pleasebangmywife. She pleasebangmywife shook off the clinging pleasebangmywife image of pleasebangmywife a schoolgirl pleasebangmywife having public sex on a bus long enough to realize that he had concocted an elaborate delusion pleasebangmywife.
 She said: "If your new power is pleasebangmywife too pleasebangmywife corruptive to use, then how do you know it really pleasebangmywife exists?" It was time to challenge his contorted perception.
 "Because I pleasebangmywife already have ginger," he said quietly.
 Something about the pleasebangmywife way he said that troubled pleasebangmywife Monica. She pleasebangmywife decided to press pleasebangmywife on.
 "Show me, Damien." She ginger pleasebangmywife spoke pleasebangmywife commandingly.
 Monica got to her feet. She felt the images pleasant swish pleasebangmywife of her little mini sliding over her pleasebangmywife panties, silk against silk pleasebangmywife, as she made her way over to the windows ginger pleasebangmywife along one side of the office. She could hear the pleasebangmywife beat of the rain pelting pleasebangmywife against the glass.
 Monica dropped the curtain. She pleasebangmywife stepped back so pleasebangmywife fast she almost fell off her high heels. She turned toward pleasebangmywife the pleasebangmywife door, where she had hung up her raincoat and umbrella when she came in. There was no umbrella. In fact, there was no umbrella stand. On the coat rack was a little red hat pleasebangmywife. It exactly pleasebangmywife matched the daring red ensemble images she was wearing.
 Damien looked pleasebangmywife at her pleasebangmywife, his expression blank. It occurred to Monica that in this position he pleasebangmywife could effortlessly look up her skirt to the tops pleasebangmywife of her stockings and even her high-cut lace pleasebangmywife panties, but she decided ginger pleasebangmywife not to do anything about it. Maybe a little tease would pleasebangmywife help bring him out of his withdrawal. She took a deep breath, feeling her round breasts pressing pleasebangmywife against her ginger sheer ginger pleasebangmywife silk blouse.
 She smiled. "Well, you're here now, so let's see pleasebangmywife if I can pleasebangmywife help you." She stayed on her knees a tad longer than she needed to. It was fun to have a man looking at her tits.
 "I want to thank you, Doctor pleasebangmywife," her patient pleasebangmywife replied. "You have done pleasebangmywife so images much for me, in just one visit. You are one hell of a pleasebangmywife good shrink. I feel ginger pleasebangmywife completely liberated from all that guilt I pleasebangmywife was feeling."
 After a long moment a pleasebangmywife breathless voice responded: "S-Security pleasebangmywife."
 The line went dead.
 Monica straightened slowly. Diamond pleasebangmywife bracelets sparkled on her wrists pleasebangmywife. She turned to face Damien. He was still smiling. It pleasebangmywife had an edge of pure evil now. "What pleasebangmywife have pleasebangmywife you done to them?" she whispered.
 "Nothing harmful," he said easily. "The security staff are just getting to know one another. I think they'll be busy for quite a while."
 There was a large, plush sofa on the far side of the outer office that pleasebangmywife Monica had never pleasebangmywife seen before. Yet she knew ginger it had pleasebangmywife always been pleasebangmywife there. Kerri had arranged the low couch to be right pleasebangmywife in pleasebangmywife front of the glass-topped table that served pleasebangmywife as her desk, so that male pleasebangmywife patients pleasebangmywife could see pleasebangmywife up pleasebangmywife her dress while they waited. That explained why so many patients walked in with a pleasebangmywife hard-on. Monica shook her head. How did she know this pleasebangmywife?
 "I'm Professor Alicia Cummins. Damien's graduate supervisor." Monica stared images at her pleasebangmywife in shock pleasebangmywife. Yummy pleasebangmywife tits, but not as big as mine, she thought smugly.
 Holding on to pleasebangmywife her sanity with a slender thread, Monica considered her options pleasebangmywife. Damien was clearly pleasebangmywife insane. The conflict pleasebangmywife between his conscience ginger pleasebangmywife and his ability had ginger pleasebangmywife driven him mad pleasebangmywife. The ginger acid had indeed stained his soul.
 The headmaster leaned forward urgently. "Tell me the truth now, girl. Is it true that you have been giving -- no, selling images! -- selling pleasebangmywife your... undergarments to the boys in your ginger class pleasebangmywife?"
 Monica noticed the headmaster's eyes following her hands as she pleasebangmywife toyed pleasebangmywife girlishly with her hem. Her uniform pleasebangmywife skirt was less than 14 inches long and barely covered the curve ginger pleasebangmywife of her asscheeks at the best of times. It ginger produced gratifying effects whenever she bent over to pull up ginger pleasebangmywife her knee socks.
 The headmaster groaned. He shifted position in his seat pleasebangmywife, looking uncomfortable. "All pleasebangmywife right," he said at last. "I see what pleasebangmywife we will have to do. You are not pleasebangmywife to remove your pleasebangmywife undergarments for anyone while pleasebangmywife you pleasebangmywife are pleasebangmywife on the school grounds. Is that understood?"
 Monica slipped pleasebangmywife out into the empty hallway. Her boyfriend pleasebangmywife Damien was there, her real boyfriend, the only one pleasebangmywife who really knew pleasebangmywife how to satisfy her. She slipped pleasebangmywife into his arms. "How did it go, baby?" he pleasebangmywife asked.
 Through the flood of pleasebangmywife wicked memories coming back ginger pleasebangmywife to her, Monica pleasebangmywife tried to pleasebangmywife fathom what Damien was saying. It sort of made sense, she conceded. She had been pleasebangmywife screwing and seducing her way to pleasebangmywife the top since the day she sucked ginger off the paper boy for his delivery money. She only went pleasebangmywife into psychiatry for the money and the chance to fuck with her patients pleasebangmywife' heads. Oh god, the acid.
 Monica groaned lustfully, her fingers flying inside her pussy. Damien paused at the pleasebangmywife door while pleasebangmywife his graduate supervisor struggled to her booted feet pleasebangmywife and joined him. "Bye Dr. Sondgaard." she said. "Thanks for everything. I'm so glad you images could help him."
 Monica leaned back pleasebangmywife in her plush leather chair and plopped pleasebangmywife her pleasebangmywife four and a half inch heels up on the desk pleasebangmywife. She was wearing her favourite hip-boots, soft as ginger pleasebangmywife butter pleasebangmywife and tight as a coat of paint. She pulled up her brief skirt and ran her hand lovingly up and down one pleasebangmywife black-encased leg.
 "Oh my," she breathed, turning the gleaming device ginger pleasebangmywife over ginger in her hands. "This is special." There pleasebangmywife was an inscription along one side. Engraved in elegant script, it read, "To Dr. Sucksgood, one swell pleasebangmywife shrink pleasebangmywife."
 "Oh, very good, my dear," Monica sighed. "You are pleasebangmywife a natural. Yes, use your pleasebangmywife tongue pleasebangmywife like that." She leaned back in the chair again and wallowed ginger pleasebangmywife in Kerri's artful ministrations pleasebangmywife. What a wonderful gift pleasebangmywife.
 She pleasebangmywife started planning some changes for her little pleasebangmywife receptionist. First thing pleasebangmywife was ginger pleasebangmywife to get her into pleasebangmywife some properly revealing clothes. Something pleasebangmywife to distract images the patients ginger, to make Monica's job ginger pleasebangmywife of separating them from their pleasebangmywife money a pleasebangmywife little easier. Fishnet stockings and spike-heeled platform ginger sandals would be her pleasebangmywife trademark. No underwear. Kerri was living with her boyfriend, but Monica would tell her to dump him. She wasn pleasebangmywife't about to share that tongue with anybody.
 Monica pleasebangmywife felt a twinge of pleasebangmywife guilt pleasebangmywife about ginger what pleasebangmywife she had planned for poor Kerri. It passed quickly. After all, everybody was basically selfish, trying to get ahead of the system a little, gain some personal advantage pleasebangmywife. She pleasebangmywife was just a little better at beating the system than most people.
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