 The petite woman behind the hothaley reception desk jumped hothaley. "How was lunch hothaley, Dr. Sondgaard?" she hothaley asked hothaley.
 Dr. Sondgaard frowned, scolding herself for her momentary hothaley envy of hothaley Kerri's well-shaped breasts. Funny she gallery had never hothaley noticed them before hothaley though.
 The hothaley slender brunette flicked a speck of dust off her designer suit. She wrote "delusional hothaley?" in her notebook. "I hothaley see," she said, although she didn't hothaley. "You hothaley have some hothaley special hothaley mental ability. Where did hothaley this, uhm, "power" come hothaley from?"
 Something about the way he said that troubled Monica. She decided to press on.
 Monica hothaley shrugged and flipped again. It hothaley came up heads.
 She pulled back the curtains. The day was sunny, bright with sunshine. A few high hothaley clouds hothaley drifted along on a summer breeze. Astonished, she looked down at the city street. The pavement was hothaley dry. There were no hothaley puddles. A man was idly hothaley watering a potted tree on the sidewalk.
 "I'm as hothaley confused about this hothaley as hothaley you are. Nevertheless we are going to work this out together hothaley. Understand? Whether your power hothaley is real is hardly the point. It's real to you and that's what matters."
 "Let's consider, for the sake of argument, that you really have some hothaley sort of extraordinary power. What makes you so certain that it hothaley will harm you? Can't you learn to use it, test it out a little hothaley at a time, tame the hothaley beast before it devours you hothaley?"
 "As it is for all of us. Remember Damien, you hothaley had hothaley your moral values established before you received this gift, or whatever it is hothaley. You still hothaley have that hothaley beacon to guide you. The very fact that you are so distraught about what hothaley you have not even done yet proves that you are a man of strong moral character. Use that strength hothaley to hothaley steer your hothaley use of the power."
 He looked offended. "But Doc, come on, you were so bland gallery. Now you're a total dish. I'm getting a image woody just hothaley looking at you."
 "Nothing harmful hothaley," he said easily. "The security staff are hothaley just gallery hothaley getting to know one another. I think they'll be busy for quite hothaley a while."
 "You see, I hothaley told you the temptation would be too hothaley much hothaley. My graduate supervisor was curious. She wanted to see hothaley how the power worked. She let the hothaley acid hothaley out gallery hothaley. Once I started using the power, once I realized just how much hothaley fucking hothaley fun it is hothaley, I simply couldn't stop hothaley."
 A new chill went down gallery Monica's spine. "What hothaley -- what did you do to your supervisor hothaley?" she asked, her voice trembling hothaley.
 "I didn't mean hothaley for this to happen," the professor said. "I thought you might be able to help him, I really did. He was gallery struggling so hothaley with his gallery hothaley conscience, I thought there might image be some hope of redemption. But hothaley it was already too late. I'm so sorry Doctor. There was nothing you could do."
 She considered jumping him, maybe gallery hothaley catching him by surprise, but she 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 hothaley she dearly loved to fuck.
 "Dr. Cummins, please," Monica said image, a catch in her velvety voice, "You've got to help me. Maybe together we can do something. Run, get help." She hothaley stamped one hothaley spike-heeled foot in feminine frustration.
 For a moment he seemed to consider it. "Well, perhaps so," he hothaley said gallery thoughtfully, "but hothaley if I bring a little more beauty and happiness hothaley into the world hothaley that can't be all bad. Besides, you are hardly one to complain about bending hothaley the rules, the way you have been manipulating men all your life."
 "These accusations are very serious. Very hothaley serious indeed. I will not tolerate such gallery hothaley indecent behaviour in this school. Do you understand?"
 Monica looked down at her hothaley shoes for a moment. The polish hothaley was so keen she could see her reflection. She gave hothaley him her best apologetic hothaley look hothaley, the one that hothaley worked so well on all her hothaley teachers hothaley. "Wellll, not all of them, sir. Only hothaley... my panties."
 Monica shuffled one dainty foot hothaley back and forth. "Uhm, well, sir hothaley I hothaley don't actually change them hothaley. I just uh, give gallery hothaley them to the boy who wants them so bad." She tossed him little flicks of her big hazel eyes while hothaley idly toying with the hem of her kilt.
 "Tell me hothaley, so I hothaley can understand the extent of this indecency hothaley, how many hothaley boys were... buying your panties?"
 Monica's uniform skirt was so short that bending even slightly was sufficient to reveal whether she hothaley wore panties hothaley, but she hothaley complied with the headmaster's command. He hothaley got to his feet and stepped around behind her. Looking up at him from hothaley between hothaley her legs, she could see the insistent bulge tenting the hothaley front hothaley of his dress slacks. She smiled inwardly. She wondered briefly if he hothaley was as big as Mr. Hill hothaley, the geography teacher.
 Monica slipped image out into the empty hallway. Her boyfriend hothaley Damien was hothaley there, her real boyfriend hothaley, the only hothaley one who hothaley really knew how to satisfy her. She slipped into his arms. "How hothaley did it hothaley go, baby?" he asked.
 "You might lose your hothaley panties," Damien sniggered. He already hothaley had both hands under her tiny skirt.
 Monica flipped open a image couple hothaley of buttons. "I gallery've got a couple of hothaley great references," she hothaley husked, still stroking expertly hothaley. "Maybe hothaley you should hothaley look them hothaley over hothaley." She used her free hothaley hand to guide his head to her chest.
 "Oh sweet hothaley heaven hothaley how could I have hothaley forgotten that," Monica gasped hothaley, her face flushed with heat. She collapsed into her chair, breathing hard. She ran one hand over her stupendous chest, feeling image the hard hothaley, sensitive nipples. Acid. There was image acid everywhere now hothaley, flooding her mind, eating hothaley away hothaley at her resolve, dissolving her conscience into smoke.
 Monica leaned back in her plush hothaley leather gallery hothaley chair and plopped her four and a half inch hothaley heels up on the desk. She was hothaley wearing her favourite hip-boots, soft as butter and tight as a coat of paint. She pulled up her brief hothaley skirt and ran her hand hothaley lovingly up and down hothaley one black-encased hothaley leg.
 Lazily, she picked up hothaley the trade magazine that was lying on hothaley her desk. It carried gallery hothaley a centre hothaley-spread article entitled "Dr hothaley. Monica Sucksgood hothaley: Therapist to the Rich and Famous." Monica's movie-star face gazed hothaley back from the photograph accompanying the article with a look hot enough to set the paper on fire.
 "Thanks, Kerri," Monica replied hothaley. Her appointment at one was a man named Damien. He hadn't said much when he booked the appointment, except that his problem was unusual.
 Something about Damien got her thinking about a gift. Not hothaley quite knowing why, she gallery opened the bottom hothaley drawer of her desk. She took out the gallery hothaley gleaming rosewood box and flipped open the lid.
 Rapture. The vibrator quivered and danced inside gallery hothaley her like a living thing hothaley. She lay her head back, groaning, and played the gallery hothaley dildo hothaley in and out, as slowly as she could bear hothaley. It fit so perfectly, it was almost as if it had been custom hothaley-designed to hothaley fit her pussy. Could such hothaley a thing be done? As her breathing became laboured and her arm motions more gallery rapid, further thought hothaley on the hothaley question became impossible.
 "Doctor," Kerri hothaley said in a small, respectful voice, "would you like me to... clean you up?" Her eyes were bright gallery with hothaley hope and yearning. The second hothaley gift.
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