"Well now," she said, settling into her professional demeanour, "Damien, is xxxproposal it? I'm Dr. Monica Sondgaard." She extended a hand xxxproposal. The other man shook it xxxproposal but said nothing.

She kept xxxproposal sandi her continence even. "What kind of power xxxproposal, Damien xxxproposal?" she asked gently.

"But what if he could xxxproposal fulfil sandi these fantasies, however fleeting? What if he could make the girl xxxproposal sandi stop and strip and bend over xxxproposal sandi so he could admire her behind? What if he could make a sexy schoolgirl jump into his xxxproposal lap xxxproposal on the bus and make out with him until her stop? Better yet, what if he could transform any ordinary xxxproposal schoolgirl into a teenage xxxproposal sexpot and have her fuck him on xxxproposal the bus in front of xxxproposal everybody. What if he could instantly fulfil all the selfish xxxproposal, base, lustful desires that float around in the bilgewater of everybody's unconscious mind? What would become of him then?"

"Do you have any idea what a burden that is? The world as we know it would collapse if we could all indulge our selfish whims. I have to guard my thoughts every minute, lest one of my subconscious desires suddenly come true. Every time I xxxproposal see xxxproposal a pretty girl I have to concentrate sexy on xxxproposal not thinking about her xxxproposal. I can't xxxproposal sandi go xxxproposal into a bank because I xxxproposal'm afraid I'll have a stray thought and someone will start giving me xxxproposal sandi money. It's the curse of the Midas touch, to the second power."

The man xxxproposal thought xxxproposal sandi about it for a moment. "Do you have a coin?" he xxxproposal asked.

Dr xxxproposal. Sondgaard smiled indulgently. "OK, Damien xxxproposal. Let's sandi allow that you can influence how xxxproposal this coin comes down. That's hardly a demonstration xxxproposal of supernatural power. Can't you do a little xxxproposal better?"

"Frankly, I have no idea. I don't really know what I'm dealing with here. But I am certain that nothing sexy is to be xxxproposal sandi gained, in your life in general or your sexy therapy with me, from xxxproposal sandi you blaming yourself for all humanity's frailties."

Monica felt one of those rare moments of satisfaction that came from knowing she had xxxproposal used her skills to sexy genuinely help somebody. It was a good xxxproposal feeling, like the contented buzz she got from sucking cock.

She noticed his gaze lingering on her titanic titties again. She xxxproposal loved the way men were always staring at her chest xxxproposal. That was why she wore --

"Nothing harmful," he said easily xxxproposal. "The security staff are xxxproposal just getting to xxxproposal sandi know one another. I think they'll be busy for quite a while."

"Look xxxproposal, Damien," she said urgently, "You xxxproposal can fight this. You don't xxxproposal have xxxproposal to give in to the xxxproposal temptation. These -- what xxxproposal you've done to me is just childishness. It's a selfish xxxproposal indulgence, like masturbation xxxproposal. It's xxxproposal like when I slip two fingers into my cunny on the train and try to get myself off without anybody noticing." Dammit.

"I'm Professor Alicia Cummins. Damien's graduate supervisor xxxproposal." Monica stared at sandi her in shock. Yummy tits, but not as big as mine, she thought smugly.

"Au contraire, my little xxxproposal sextoy xxxproposal," said xxxproposal Damien casually. "The good doctor has done so much for me. She found the key to free me from my guilt. It's like being let xxxproposal out sexy of prison. For the first time xxxproposal in my life xxxproposal I'm truly free."

Holding on to xxxproposal her sanity sexy with a xxxproposal slender thread, Monica considered her sexy options. Damien was xxxproposal clearly insane. The sandi conflict between his conscience and his ability had driven him mad. The sandi acid xxxproposal had indeed xxxproposal sandi stained his xxxproposal soul.

Monica looked down at her shoes for a moment. The polish was so xxxproposal keen xxxproposal she could see xxxproposal her reflection. She xxxproposal gave him her best apologetic look xxxproposal, the one that worked so well on all xxxproposal her teachers. "Wellll xxxproposal, not all of them, sir. Only... my panties."

Monica twirled a strand of xxxproposal lustrous brown hair around one xxxproposal finger. "Uhm, usually two pounds or so xxxproposal, but xxxproposal five pounds if I'd just come back from gym class."

"But you have, Doctor," Damien insisted. Abruptly he grabbed Alicia by xxxproposal sandi the xxxproposal shoulders and pushed her onto xxxproposal the carpet, the way a man would toss a cat off his xxxproposal lap. Immediately she crawled back and xxxproposal wrapped xxxproposal herself serenely around one xxxproposal leg. "You have been using xxxproposal your xxxproposal feminine charms to satisfy xxxproposal your own desires your whole life. Don't you remember?"

The room was sandi semi xxxproposal-dark and smelled of antiseptic. "Please, please Monica, my darling, I xxxproposal can't wait any longer." She was in the arms of a much older xxxproposal man. He was eagerly planting kisses xxxproposal all over her lips, her face sexy, her hair. "You make me so hot. I xxxproposal want you now."

The older man was xxxproposal gasping for breath. "Monica, darling... please... It, it's not that uh. oh god xxxproposal, not that easy. You need uhn, transcripts and, and r-references..."

There xxxproposal was no mention at all of the two sandi calls xxxproposal before the discipline committee for allegedly fucking with her clients' minds and xxxproposal bodies. Both xxxproposal hearings had found in xxxproposal her favour. Her colleagues had been so understanding. Especially the married ones.

At times, Monica's whole life seemed slightly unreal. Her success xxxproposal, her beauty, her uncanny ability to seduce and enamour men and women with ease, all xxxproposal sandi seemed sandi to defy xxxproposal the laws of xxxproposal nature. Even the xxxproposal little things, like these custom-made xxxproposal boots that fit sandi so incredibly xxxproposal well, or the fact that her breasts never sagged in spite of their size xxxproposal, had a kind of impossible xxxproposal air to them xxxproposal. She xxxproposal sometimes felt like she was xxxproposal living inside somebody xxxproposal else's erotic daydream. She dismissed these thoughts, of course. Reality wasn't xxxproposal something sandi that could be arbitrarily modified. She had just been very xxxproposal lucky.

Rapture. The vibrator quivered and danced inside her like xxxproposal a living thing. She lay her head back, groaning, and xxxproposal played xxxproposal the sandi dildo in and out, as slowly xxxproposal as she could bear. It fit sandi so perfectly, it was almost as if it had been custom-designed to fit her pussy sexy. Could such a thing xxxproposal be done? As xxxproposal her breathing xxxproposal became laboured and her xxxproposal arm motions more xxxproposal rapid, further thought on the question became impossible.