 The petite woman behind the reception desk jumped. "How was lunch, Dr. Sondgaard?" she asked.
 Kerri was a good six inches shorter pretty than the other woman. She was a woman cute young pretty thing, almost girlish in esteem self woman her powder blue sweater and simple black pants. "I'm sorry, Dr. Sondgaard self," she said esteem self woman respectfully. "You have a walk-in pretty. His esteem self woman name is Damien. He seemed very self upset, so I let him wait inside."
 Monica sat down in esteem self woman the big chair beside self her desk. She pulled out woman her notebook. She studied the distraught prettynakedwoman young man sitting pretty in front esteem self woman of her. He was naked under thirty, of no unusual size welcome or character, with a bland, forgettable face. A pretty rather pretty plain woman herself, Monica had a lot of sympathy for the ordinary.
 The man hadn't shaved for a couple of days. His clothing naked was clean but pretty rumpled. His eyes prettynakedwoman were haunted, shifting nervously this way and that. He avoided looking at esteem her.
 Monica encouraged him pretty gently. "Good. Now just lean back and relax. Tell me what pretty is troubling you. Begin anywhere. We'll pretty straighten out the esteem details as we go pretty."
 "I woman have esteem no idea," he replied. "I don't understand it. It's prettynakedwoman just that I think -- no, I know that somehow woman I can change things. With my mind, I mean. I can manipulate things and events around me. It's frightening."
 "But what if he could fulfil these fantasies, however fleeting? What if he esteem could make the girl stop and strip and esteem bend woman over naked so esteem self woman he pretty could prettynakedwoman admire her behind woman? What esteem if he could make a sexy schoolgirl jump into his lap on the bus prettynakedwoman and make out with woman him until her stop naked? Better yet, what self if he could transform any ordinary self schoolgirl into a teenage sexpot and have her pretty fuck him on esteem self woman the bus in front of everybody naked. What if esteem self woman he could welcome instantly fulfil all the selfish prettynakedwoman, base, lustful desires that float around in the bilgewater of everybody's unconscious mind? What would become of him esteem then?"
 "Because I already have," he said quietly.
 The trick with the coin was impressive. Did he know in advance the coin was not fair? Had he switched coins somehow woman? There were any number of ways he could be fooling her. The question was, why? Some people liked to pretty visit therapists for pretty the attention, toying with them pretty without any interest in treatment, but this man did not seem like that pretty type.
 Monica got to her feet. She felt the pleasant swish of prettynakedwoman her little mini sliding self over her panties, silk esteem against welcome silk, as she made her way over to the pretty windows along one side of the office. She could hear woman the beat prettynakedwoman of woman the rain pelting esteem self woman against the esteem self woman glass.
 Monica dropped the curtain. She stepped back so fast she almost woman fell off her high heels prettynakedwoman. She turned pretty toward the door, where she had hung up esteem her raincoat self and umbrella when she came in. There was no umbrella. In esteem fact, there pretty was no umbrella stand. On the coat rack was a little red esteem hat. It exactly matched the daring red ensemble she was wearing.
 What was going on? For a brief moment, Monica pretty just stood there, dumbfounded. It had been pouring rain. She remembered distinctly. There was no umbrella pretty stand. "What esteem self woman.... how...?" she stammered.
 "I'm as pretty confused about this as you esteem self woman are. Nevertheless self we esteem self woman are woman going to work this out together. Understand? Whether your power is real is hardly the point pretty. It woman's prettynakedwoman real to you and that's prettynakedwoman what matters."
 "What do you mean prettynakedwoman?" He sounded interested.
 "As it is self for all of us. Remember Damien, you had your moral values established before you received this gift pretty, or prettynakedwoman whatever esteem self woman it is pretty. You still have that beacon pretty to guide you. The very fact that you are so welcome distraught about what you esteem have not even done pretty yet pretty proves pretty that you are a man of strong moral character. Use that strength to steer your naked use of the power esteem."
 Monica fought naked down a wave pretty of hysteria. "Stop prettynakedwoman this. Stop -- Change me back." she demanded. Her voice was deep and soft as velvet.
 "This is woman Dr. Sucksgood pretty, I mean Sondgaard, in 319 naked. I need a security detail, on woman the double." Damn, her voice pretty sounded so esteem self woman sexy.
 Monica straightened slowly welcome. Diamond bracelets prettynakedwoman sparkled on her wrists. She turned to face Damien. He was still smiling. It had an edge of pure evil now. "What have you done to them?" she whispered.
 "You see, I told you the temptation would be too esteem much. My graduate supervisor was curious. She wanted to see how the power worked. She self let the acid out welcome. Once I started using esteem self woman the esteem self woman power, once I realized just how much fucking fun it is, I simply couldn't stop."
 "She's busy, Doc prettynakedwoman," Damien said.
 "I'm Professor Alicia Cummins esteem self woman. Damien's graduate supervisor." Monica stared at her in naked shock. Yummy tits, but not esteem self woman as big as mine, she thought smugly.
 "I didn't mean for this to woman happen," the professor said. "I thought you might be able to help him, I really did. He was struggling so with his conscience, I thought there pretty might be some hope of redemption. But it was already too woman late. I'm so sorry Doctor. There was nothing you could do pretty."
 The blonde was shaking prettynakedwoman her head sadly. "I'm esteem self woman sorry Dr. Sondgaard, I can't do that," she explained. She was wearing black pretty, thigh-high boots, the pretty tightest Monica had pretty ever seen. The sleek leather glistened as she sidled up to where Damien was sitting, managing her high-high heels with an ease that could prettynakedwoman only come prettynakedwoman from long practice. Just watching her made Monica tingle.
 "You should not feel like you have failed, Doctor," Damien said consolingly. He stroked Alicia's long hair affectionately. The look on her face was pure bliss. "You have shown me the pretty way to free woman myself woman from self my conscience, even if I have self rather succumbed pretty to temptation. I'm trying to do good things. Alicia has esteem self woman never been so happy. Neither has your secretary."
 Monica shuffled one dainty pretty foot back and forth. "Uhm, well woman, sir I don welcome't actually change them pretty. I welcome just uh pretty, give them to the boy who wants them so bad." She tossed naked him little flicks of her big hazel eyes while idly toying with the hem of naked her kilt.
 The headmaster took a deep breath esteem self woman. "All pretty right," he said pretty at last. "Ordinarily, this would be grounds for expulsion." His eyes woman roamed over her svelte curves as Monica gave him her best puppy-dog look. "But esteem self woman," he amended quickly, "I don't want to be harsh; especially to a student that seems otherwise so... promising pretty. His gaze lingered on her overfilled prettynakedwoman blouse esteem self woman. The top self two buttons had pretty come undone.
 "Uhm, three or four," Monica said. The pretty real number was more like prettynakedwoman twice that, not esteem self woman even counting the teachers.
 "And naked to ensure your compliance naked, you will report to my office pretty once each day for inspection."
 Monica's uniform skirt was so short that bending even slightly was sufficient to reveal whether she wore panties, but she complied with the headmaster's command. He naked got to his feet and self stepped around behind her. Looking up woman at him from between her legs, she could naked see the insistent bulge tenting prettynakedwoman the front pretty of his dress slacks. She smiled inwardly. She wondered briefly if he was as big as Mr. Hill, the geography teacher.
 Damien said: "Don't your see, Doctor pretty? We are all fundamentally selfish, always taking advantage of others pretty for our own benefit. Even you. I'm a little better at pretty beating the system, that's all."
 "Ooooh, George, you randy man pretty," Monica chided, letting him press her body against his. "Are you walking around with a big hard for me again?" She was in her red and white pretty candy-striper's pretty uniform, her enormous breasts spilling out pretty the self top welcome, the skirt far prettynakedwoman shorter than anyone could possibly welcome get away with, yet somehow she did. "What about your wife?"
 The man esteem was still kissing woman her wildly. "She's... not here," he replied, desperate. "It's just you and me. Please self, Monica, darling, let me pretty love you. I'm going woman insane!" His groping hands found pretty their way under her racy uniform.
 "Georgy," Monica whispered a few minutes later pretty, "remember what we self talked about the other day self?"
 "What? Please, honey, I self told you there's nothing I can do. It's the best psychiatric school in the country. We get thousands of applicants. There's a waiting list prettynakedwoman..."
 "I admit some esteem of my behaviour might be construed as immoral," Damien observed thoughtfully, "but your life-long manipulations of pretty others in pursuit of wealth and pretty pleasure naked are pretty immoral to a similar degree. By comparison, my faults are minor woman. You see that now pretty, don't pretty you Doctor?"
 "Oh, one welcome more esteem thing," Damien said, turning. "I don prettynakedwoman't know woman what you normally woman charge esteem self woman, but you have done pretty me a great service, Doctor. So I've left prettynakedwoman you a gift. Two gifts, really. You'll find one in the bottom drawer of your desk naked. The pretty other is right outside."
 The intercom buzzed. Monica pretty flicked the pretty talk button woman with the heel of one boot. "Doctor," came Kerri's voice. "Your prettynakedwoman one o'clock just cancelled."
 The vibrator inside was exquisitely beautiful. Slender and elaborately sculpted with pretty smooth bulbs and ridges that promised welcome all manner of delightful sensations, it was finished in pure pretty gold. Monica gently lifted it out of the padded box. It came alive at esteem self woman her touch. It's soft hum sounded eager.
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