Anyone could busstopwhores see that the busstopwhores man was in busstopwhores distress; it didn busstopwhores't take aidan a busstopwhores psychologist to busstopwhores aidan figure that busstopwhores aidan out busstopwhores. The first aidan thing was to get him calmed busstopwhores down a little, Monica decided, work through the crisis, then look at the join long busstopwhores-term situation. It didn't help that he had hardly said a word busstopwhores since he came busstopwhores in aidan.
"I busstopwhores have no idea," he replied. "I don't understand it. It's just that I busstopwhores think -- no busstopwhores, I know that somehow aidan I can change things. With my mind, I busstopwhores mean busstopwhores. I can manipulate things and busstopwhores events around busstopwhores me. It's frightening."
"But what if he could fulfil these busstopwhores fantasies, however fleeting? What if he could make the busstopwhores girl stop and strip and bend over so he join could admire her behind? What if he could make a sexy schoolgirl jump into his lap on the bus and make out with him until her busstopwhores stop? Better yet, what if he could transform any ordinary schoolgirl into a busstopwhores teenage sexpot and have her fuck him on the busstopwhores bus busstopwhores in front busstopwhores of everybody. What if busstopwhores he could instantly fulfil all the selfish, base, lustful desires that busstopwhores float around in the bilgewater of everybody's unconscious mind? What would become busstopwhores of him then?"
Monica was struck by the intensity of his speech. Whatever was at busstopwhores the root of Damien's problem, it busstopwhores was torturing him. She wrote "sex obsessed?" in her notebook. She brushed back her long hair, noting with busstopwhores approval that it had already dried. "But busstopwhores in reality such things don't busstopwhores happen," she busstopwhores said reasonably. "So any question of wish fulfilment is entirely hypothetical. Damien busstopwhores, why are you bringing this up?"
He wound down, looking at Monica expectantly busstopwhores, hoping for understanding. She arched busstopwhores a delicate busstopwhores eyebrow. Most of her patients didn't present such unusual busstopwhores symptoms. She shook off the busstopwhores clinging image of a schoolgirl busstopwhores aidan having public sex on a bus long enough to realize that he had concocted an elaborate join delusion.
"Because I already have," he said quietly.
"Oh? How did you use it busstopwhores?"
"I can't say I busstopwhores blame her," she said, trying not to sound accusatory. "Why should she, or I?" You insist you have this supernatural ability, but you refuse to demonstrate it. Surely busstopwhores you can do something, some small busstopwhores aidan thing join to prove you're not fabricating busstopwhores all this." It was busstopwhores necessary to force him to confront his delusion.
"Do it again."
She tossed the busstopwhores coin on the desk. It landed heads aidan up. For a moment it looked like the figure embossed on the coin was laughing.
"I must, Damien," Monica insisted busstopwhores aidan. "You busstopwhores have to show me busstopwhores the power, or face up to the fact busstopwhores that it may busstopwhores not exist." This was harsh busstopwhores, but busstopwhores aidan a breakthrough in the first session was a real possibility. She prepared herself for his busstopwhores collapse busstopwhores when the "power" did not work. Then they could busstopwhores get at his real busstopwhores problem.
"Damien you're trying to avoid the issue. I don busstopwhores't want to talk busstopwhores about --"
Monica busstopwhores watched busstopwhores him, taken aback busstopwhores. She thought about the aidan button on her desk, the one that summoned security. You never knew.
"It's been raining all day."
Damien was leaning over, his hands clasped in his lap. "I asked you not to make me do that. Oh god, it's so damned easy."
When he busstopwhores aidan lifted his eyes Monica realized he had indeed been looking up her brief busstopwhores skirt. Now his attention shifted aidan to her cleavage. She busstopwhores felt a familiar thrill run through her. "Oh my word, you're an attractive woman," he said irrelevantly, "I should never have come here."
After a moment she got to her feet and sat down busstopwhores in her big chair beside the desk. She crossed her legs automatically, letting her foxy skirt slide high on her thighs aidan. One dainty red sandal dangled off her toes. She knew busstopwhores she looked busstopwhores good.
He sat up a little straighter. "Say, you know what, Doctor, I never thought of it busstopwhores that way. I mean, we're all just ordinary people doing the best that we can, right?
Monica felt one of busstopwhores those rare moments of satisfaction that came busstopwhores from busstopwhores knowing she had used her skills to genuinely help somebody. It was a good feeling, like the aidan contented buzz busstopwhores she busstopwhores got from sucking cock.
What busstopwhores had been busstopwhores a drab brown suit was now a busstopwhores shamelessly brief, tight microskirt, a see-through white bodyshirt and an unbuttoned bolero jacket, all in the finest silk. The scarlet jacket aidan had gold buttons and gold trim busstopwhores aidan. The outfit clung deliciously to a figure that aidan clearly wasn't hers; not busstopwhores with those spectacular legs, that narrow waist and dandy bottom, or those frankly enormous breasts that would have looked ridiculous had they busstopwhores not been so busstopwhores high and jutting busstopwhores.
"This is Dr. Sucksgood, I mean Sondgaard, in 319. I need a security detail, on the double." Damn, her busstopwhores voice busstopwhores sounded so sexy.
Another long pause. "Uh, (huff), yeah, right, umh, oh god baby, just like busstopwhores that, yeah busstopwhores, sure uh, doc, but uh, me and Aprile and umh, what's busstopwhores your name sweetie? uh, Margaret, we're aidan kinda busy right now, oh shit that's busstopwhores so good. Can we (huff, huff), make it in, about busstopwhores (gasp), twenty minutes. No, don't stop, please, keep it up, make that busstopwhores uh, half an hour, watch it girls I'm busstopwhores gonna blow again busstopwhores."
"Look, Damien," she said busstopwhores urgently, "You busstopwhores can busstopwhores fight this. You don't have join to give in to the temptation. These -- what you've busstopwhores done busstopwhores to me is just childishness. It's a selfish indulgence, like masturbation. It's like when I slip two fingers into my cunny on busstopwhores the train and try to get join myself off without anybody noticing." Dammit!
"You see, I told you the temptation busstopwhores would be too much. My graduate supervisor was curious. She wanted to see how the power worked. She busstopwhores let the acid out. Once I started using busstopwhores aidan the power, once I realized just how busstopwhores much fucking busstopwhores fun it is, I busstopwhores simply couldn't stop."
"Dr. Cummins, please," Monica said, a catch in her velvety voice, "You've got to help me. Maybe together we busstopwhores can do something. Run, get help busstopwhores." She stamped one spike busstopwhores-heeled foot in feminine busstopwhores aidan frustration.
"You should not feel like you have failed, Doctor busstopwhores," Damien busstopwhores said consolingly. He busstopwhores stroked Alicia's long busstopwhores hair affectionately. The busstopwhores look on her face aidan was aidan pure bliss. "You have busstopwhores shown busstopwhores me busstopwhores the way to free busstopwhores myself from my conscience, even if I have rather busstopwhores succumbed to temptation. I'm trying busstopwhores to do good things. Alicia has never been so happy busstopwhores. Neither has your secretary."
Even in her nearly hysterical state, Monica recognized rationalization. "No busstopwhores, Damien busstopwhores, no," she pleaded. "That's the oldest trick in the book. To convince yourself that busstopwhores whatever you want to do just happens to be the best busstopwhores choice busstopwhores. You're only busstopwhores deceiving yourself busstopwhores." She spoke in a lilting sing-song she couldn't seem to do anything about. She brushed long hair busstopwhores back from one busstopwhores perfect busstopwhores ear.
For a moment he busstopwhores aidan seemed to consider busstopwhores it busstopwhores. "Well, perhaps busstopwhores so," he said thoughtfully, "but if I bring a little more beauty busstopwhores and happiness busstopwhores into the busstopwhores world that can't be all bad. Besides, you are hardly busstopwhores one to complain about bending the join rules, the way you have busstopwhores been manipulating men all your life."
"Inspection? Sir?"
The headmaster busstopwhores studied his precocious student's behind for a busstopwhores long time. Monica's skimpy blue busstopwhores panties were much smaller than the regulation white ones she was busstopwhores supposed to wear. But she had given those all away. She liked the way the new ones slipped up into her crack and tickled her while she busstopwhores walked.
"That, that busstopwhores never busstopwhores happened," Monica stammered, "You made that all up." It was impossible that her teen years could have been like that, or that Damien could busstopwhores have been her boyfriend. The memory was like join a scene from a dirty movie, not real life.
Yet join at the same time she remembered busstopwhores every detail as well as anything that ever busstopwhores happened busstopwhores to her. Within a busstopwhores week the headmaster busstopwhores had been openly masturbating while he "inspected" her panties, and by the end of the term he had been wearing them. It was all there, as clear as a bell. But...
Damien said: "Don't your see, Doctor? We are all fundamentally selfish busstopwhores, always taking advantage of busstopwhores others for our own benefit. Even you. I'm a little better at busstopwhores beating aidan the system, that's all."
"But you have, Doctor," Damien busstopwhores insisted. Abruptly he grabbed Alicia by the shoulders and pushed her onto the carpet, the aidan way a man would toss a cat off his lap. Immediately she crawled back and wrapped herself serenely join around one leg. "You have been using your feminine charms to satisfy your own desires your whole life. Don busstopwhores't you remember?"
"What? Please, honey, I told you busstopwhores there's nothing busstopwhores I can do. It's the busstopwhores best busstopwhores psychiatric school in the country. We busstopwhores get thousands of applicants. There's a waiting list..."
The older man busstopwhores was gasping for breath. "Monica, darling... please... It, it's not that uh. oh god, not that easy. You need uhn, transcripts and, and r-references..."
Through busstopwhores the flood of wicked memories coming back busstopwhores to aidan her, Monica tried to fathom busstopwhores aidan what Damien was saying. It sort busstopwhores of made sense, she conceded busstopwhores. She had been screwing and seducing her way to the top since the day she busstopwhores sucked off the paper boy for aidan his delivery money busstopwhores. She busstopwhores only went into busstopwhores psychiatry for the money and busstopwhores the chance to fuck with her patients' heads. Oh god, the acid.
"Oh, one more thing," Damien said, turning. "I don busstopwhores't know what you normally charge, but busstopwhores you have done busstopwhores me busstopwhores a great service busstopwhores, Doctor. So I've left you a gift. Two gifts, really. You'll find one in the bottom busstopwhores drawer of your desk. The other busstopwhores aidan is busstopwhores right outside."
The vibrator inside busstopwhores was exquisitely beautiful. Slender and elaborately sculpted with smooth bulbs and ridges that promised all busstopwhores manner of delightful sensations, it was finished in pure busstopwhores gold. Monica gently lifted it out busstopwhores of the padded box. It came alive at her touch. It's soft busstopwhores hum sounded busstopwhores eager.
This busstopwhores was the perfect busstopwhores aidan time busstopwhores to busstopwhores take this baby out for a test busstopwhores drive, Monica decided busstopwhores. She unzipped her white sweater, which sprang apart instantly. Her enormous aidan, man busstopwhores-melting mammaries exuberantly overflowed the webbing of her bra. Monica ran the tip of the vibrator across her nipples experimentally aidan. "Mmmmmm yes busstopwhores, very nice busstopwhores," she whispered, eyes busstopwhores aidan closed busstopwhores.
Rapture. The busstopwhores vibrator quivered and danced inside her like a living thing. She lay her head back, groaning, and played join the dildo in and out, as slowly as she could bear busstopwhores. It fit so perfectly, it was busstopwhores almost as if it had been custom-designed busstopwhores to fit her busstopwhores aidan pussy busstopwhores aidan. Could such a thing be done? As her busstopwhores breathing became laboured and busstopwhores her aidan arm motions more rapid, further busstopwhores thought busstopwhores on the question became impossible.
There was another gift. How did she know that? Feeling orgasm busstopwhores approaching like a runaway freight-train she grappled groggily with a busstopwhores half-memory. Another gift. It was... just outside the door. Monica screamed outright as her gold companion brought her to a splendid peak.
The door burst open. "Dr. Sucksgood. Are you all right?" Kerri exclaimed. "I heard you -- oh my god." The naive receptionist had not expected to see her busstopwhores employer, boot-wrapped legs spread busstopwhores wide on her desk, shamelessly pleasuring herself with a buzzing gold dildo. Her eyes locked busstopwhores on Monica's pussy, where the oversexed join psychologist was still easing the vibrator in and busstopwhores out busstopwhores slowly, enjoying the warm afterglow of her busstopwhores adventure.
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