 The petite woman behind the reception desk jumped. "How was lesbianteenhunter lunch, Dr. Sondgaard?" she asked.
 Dr. Sondgaard frowned lesbianteenhunter, scolding herself for her momentary envy lesbianteenhunter of Kerri's well-shaped breasts. Funny she had never lesbianteenhunter noticed them before though lesbianteenhunter.
 Monica sat down in the big chair beside lesbianteenhunter her desk. She pulled out her notebook. She studied the distraught young man sitting in front of her lesbianteenhunter. He was under thirty, of no unusual lesbianteenhunter size or character lesbianteenhunter, with a bland, forgettable face. A rather lesbianteenhunter plain woman herself, Monica had lesbianteenhunter a lot video of sympathy for the lesbianteenhunter ordinary.
 The man hadn video't shaved for a couple of days. His clothing was clean but rumpled. His eyes lesbianteenhunter were lesbianteenhunter haunted, shifting nervously this way and that. He avoided looking video at her.
 "Doctor ," the man said, "You have got to help me. I can lesbianteenhunter't handle this any more. I read in the paper that you know something about the paranormal. Maybe video you can understand. I have this -- this thing lesbianteenhunter inside me, this power or lesbianteenhunter ability or something -- and it's driving me crazy."
 "Those lesbianteenhunter thoughts are mostly pretty harmless, right? They lesbianteenhunter're lesbianteenhunter momentary fantasies. A lesbianteenhunter man sees a pretty girl on the street and he thinks, 'wow, nice ass. I wonder lesbianteenhunter what she would look like bending over lesbianteenhunter on a diving lesbianteenhunter board.' A lesbianteenhunter moment later he has forgotten all about it."
 "I must lesbianteenhunter not give in to the temptation. Because once I start using it, I know I won lesbianteenhunter't be able to stop. The lesbianteenhunter steps are so obvious. First, I'll start indulging my idle whims, then satisfying my baser appetites, and finally, acting out my lesbianteenhunter most perverse fantasies."
 "I know this is all true. Yet the lesbianteenhunter effort of not using the power is getting lesbianteenhunter to be more lesbianteenhunter than I can bear. I can feel the power inside me : tempting me, eroding my willpower, wearing lesbianteenhunter away at my moral convictions."
 Monica sat down lesbianteenhunter again. She noticed his eyes on her nylons but decided not to pull lesbianteenhunter down her miniskirt. Let him look. Better men should admire her shapely legs than ignore her small chest lesbianteenhunter.
 The trick with the coin was impressive. Did he know in advance the coin was not fair lesbianteenhunter? Had he lesbianteenhunter switched lesbianteenhunter coins somehow? There were any number lesbianteenhunter of ways lesbianteenhunter he could video be fooling her. The lesbianteenhunter question was lesbianteenhunter, why? Some people liked to visit therapists for lesbianteenhunter the attention, toying with them lesbianteenhunter without any interest lesbianteenhunter in treatment, but video this man did not seem like that type.
 Dr. Sondgaard smiled lesbianteenhunter indulgently. "OK, Damien. Let 's allow that you can influence lesbianteenhunter how this lesbianteenhunter coin lesbianteenhunter comes down. That's hardly a demonstration lesbianteenhunter of supernatural power. Can't you do a little lesbianteenhunter better?"
 "Damien you're trying to lesbianteenhunter avoid the issue. I don lesbianteenhunter't want to talk about --"
 "Go to the window lesbianteenhunter. Look outside." He lesbianteenhunter was calm again.
 She pulled back the curtains. The lesbianteenhunter day lesbianteenhunter was sunny, bright with sunshine. A lesbianteenhunter few high clouds drifted along on a summer breeze. Astonished , she looked down at the city street lesbianteenhunter. The pavement lesbianteenhunter was dry. There were no puddles. A lesbianteenhunter man was idly watering a potted tree on the sidewalk.
 Damien lesbianteenhunter was lesbianteenhunter leaning over lesbianteenhunter, his video hands clasped in his lap lesbianteenhunter. "I lesbianteenhunter asked you lesbianteenhunter not to make me do that. Oh god, it lesbianteenhunter's so damned easy."
 When he lifted his eyes Monica realized lesbianteenhunter he had lesbianteenhunter indeed been looking up her brief skirt. Now his attention shifted to lesbianteenhunter her cleavage. She lesbianteenhunter felt a familiar thrill lesbianteenhunter run through her lesbianteenhunter. "Oh my word, you're lesbianteenhunter an attractive woman," he lesbianteenhunter said irrelevantly, "I should never have come here lesbianteenhunter."
 "What lesbianteenhunter do you lesbianteenhunter mean?" He sounded interested.
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 Monica whirled to face Damien. Her lesbianteenhunter breasts and heels almost made her lose her balance. "What -- what have you done!" she almost shouted.
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 Monica felt her stability slipping. The whole situation was too unreal, too impossible to lesbianteenhunter grasp lesbianteenhunter. She couldn lesbianteenhunter't stop thinking about sex lesbianteenhunter.
 She tried again. "The lesbianteenhunter point is, just because you have slipped once, given into lesbianteenhunter temptation, doesn't mean your cause is lost. You can admit video a lesbianteenhunter mistake, fix it lesbianteenhunter and carry on. That's what we all do. Remember a few minutes lesbianteenhunter ago we talked about ordinary lesbianteenhunter people doing the best that we can? That lesbianteenhunter's what you need to lesbianteenhunter remember."
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 There was a large, plush sofa on the far side lesbianteenhunter of lesbianteenhunter the outer office that Monica had lesbianteenhunter never seen before. Yet she knew it had lesbianteenhunter always been there. Kerri had arranged the lesbianteenhunter low couch to be right in front of lesbianteenhunter the glass -topped table that served as her desk, so that male patients could see up her dress while they waited. That explained why so lesbianteenhunter many patients walked lesbianteenhunter in with a hard-on. Monica shook her head. How did video she know this?
 She considered jumping him lesbianteenhunter, maybe catching him by surprise lesbianteenhunter, but she lesbianteenhunter was certain she could not do that. She didn't know why. All she knew for certain was that Damien's power, whatever it was, was immense and real, and that she dearly loved to fuck lesbianteenhunter.
 "Yes, sir."
 "Inspection lesbianteenhunter? Sir?"
 The lesbianteenhunter headmaster lesbianteenhunter studied lesbianteenhunter his precocious lesbianteenhunter student's behind lesbianteenhunter for a long time. Monica's skimpy blue panties were lesbianteenhunter much smaller than the lesbianteenhunter regulation lesbianteenhunter white lesbianteenhunter ones she was supposed to wear. But she lesbianteenhunter had lesbianteenhunter given lesbianteenhunter those all away. She liked the way the new ones slipped up lesbianteenhunter into her crack and tickled video her video while she walked.
 Yet at the same time lesbianteenhunter she remembered every detail as well as anything that ever happened to her. Within a week the headmaster had been lesbianteenhunter openly masturbating while he "inspected" her panties, and by the end of the lesbianteenhunter term he had been wearing them. It was all there, as clear as lesbianteenhunter a bell. But...
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 George groaned in lesbianteenhunter helpless lust. He began to paw lesbianteenhunter and grope hungrily, while Monica encouraged him with more kisses. There was lesbianteenhunter a patient on the lesbianteenhunter other side of the curtain but he was heavily sedated and Monica didn lesbianteenhunter't lesbianteenhunter care.
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 "Thanks, Kerri," Monica replied. Her lesbianteenhunter appointment at one was a man named video Damien video. He hadn't said much when he booked the appointment, except that his problem was unusual.
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