 "Kerri pimpmyblackteen, please tell me nothing has come up while I was out."
 She com pimpmyblackteen stepped into her private pimpmyblackteen office, raincoat over one arm. She locked the door for pimpmyblackteen privacy. "Sorry pimpmyblackteen to keep you waiting," she said to the man who looked pimpmyblackteen up from pimpmyblackteen the couch. "I almost drowned waiting com for a pimpmyblackteen cab." She hung com up the com pimpmyblackteen raincoat and umbrella, then smoothed out pimpmyblackteen her pimpmyblackteen modest brown suit. She kicked off her wet shoes and stepped into a different pimpmyblackteen pair, black flats pimpmyblackteen like she pimpmyblackteen always wore.
 "Well now," she said, settling into her professional demeanour, "Damien, is pimpmyblackteen it? I'm Dr. Monica Sondgaard." She extended a hand. The other man shook it but pimpmyblackteen said nothing.
 He pimpmyblackteen waved pimpmyblackteen a hand. "I performed a pimpmyblackteen ritual. It pimpmyblackteen's a pimpmyblackteen very old, pre- Druidic rite. It was part of my research for my degree in anthropology pimpmyblackteen. I pimpmyblackteen did it during the planetary alignment pimpmyblackteen a few weeks ago, when the ancients pimpmyblackteen believed cosmic pimpmyblackteen forces were strongest. Did you know an alignment like that only happens every thousand years? I won't tell you the details of the ritual, but it involves sacrificing small animals and dancing naked around a stone pimpmyblackteen circle under a full moon com."
 "So you believe you now have pimpmyblackteen an exceptional pimpmyblackteen mental join ability com pimpmyblackteen. You can pimpmyblackteen change things around you, I think you said pimpmyblackteen? So what exactly is the problem?"
 "Yes com pimpmyblackteen, of course."
 Monica was join struck by the pimpmyblackteen intensity of his speech. Whatever was pimpmyblackteen at com the root of Damien's problem pimpmyblackteen, it was torturing him com. She wrote "sex obsessed?" in her pimpmyblackteen notebook. She brushed back her pimpmyblackteen long pimpmyblackteen hair, noting with approval that it pimpmyblackteen had already dried. "But in reality such things don't happen," she said reasonably. "So any question of pimpmyblackteen wish fulfilment is entirely hypothetical. Damien, why are you bringing this up?"
 He pimpmyblackteen wound down, looking pimpmyblackteen at Monica expectantly, hoping for understanding. She arched a delicate eyebrow. Most of her pimpmyblackteen patients didn't present such unusual symptoms. She pimpmyblackteen shook off the clinging image of pimpmyblackteen a schoolgirl com pimpmyblackteen having public pimpmyblackteen sex on pimpmyblackteen a bus pimpmyblackteen long enough to realize that he pimpmyblackteen had concocted an elaborate delusion.
 "Do it again."
 Dr. Sondgaard smiled indulgently. "OK, Damien. Let's allow that you can influence join how this coin comes down. That's hardly pimpmyblackteen a demonstration of supernatural power. Can't you join do a little better?"
 "Please," he said again. "I don't want to do this."
 Monica got to com her feet pimpmyblackteen. She felt the pleasant swish of her little mini sliding over her pimpmyblackteen panties, silk join against silk, as she made her way over to the windows pimpmyblackteen along com pimpmyblackteen one side of the office. She could hear the beat pimpmyblackteen of the rain pelting pimpmyblackteen against the glass.
 She smiled. "Well, you're here now, so let's see if I can help you." She stayed on her knees a tad longer than she pimpmyblackteen needed pimpmyblackteen to. It was fun to have a man looking com pimpmyblackteen at her tits.
 He sat up pimpmyblackteen a pimpmyblackteen little straighter. "Say, you pimpmyblackteen know what, Doctor, I never thought of it that way. I mean, we're all just ordinary pimpmyblackteen people doing the best that we can, right?
 She noticed his gaze lingering on her titanic titties again pimpmyblackteen. She pimpmyblackteen loved the way men were pimpmyblackteen always staring at her chest pimpmyblackteen. That was why she wore --
 What had been a drab brown suit was now a shamelessly brief, tight pimpmyblackteen microskirt pimpmyblackteen, a see-through white pimpmyblackteen bodyshirt and an unbuttoned bolero jacket, all in the finest pimpmyblackteen silk. The scarlet jacket had gold buttons pimpmyblackteen and pimpmyblackteen gold trim. The outfit clung deliciously pimpmyblackteen to a figure pimpmyblackteen that clearly wasn't hers; not pimpmyblackteen with those spectacular legs, that narrow pimpmyblackteen waist and dandy bottom pimpmyblackteen, or those frankly enormous breasts com pimpmyblackteen that would have pimpmyblackteen looked pimpmyblackteen ridiculous had they not been pimpmyblackteen so high pimpmyblackteen and jutting.
 He looked offended. "But Doc, come on, you com were pimpmyblackteen so bland. Now you com pimpmyblackteen're a total dish. I pimpmyblackteen'm getting pimpmyblackteen a woody just looking at you."
 "This pimpmyblackteen is Dr pimpmyblackteen. Sucksgood pimpmyblackteen, I mean Sondgaard, in 319. I need pimpmyblackteen a pimpmyblackteen security detail, on the double." Damn, her voice pimpmyblackteen sounded so sexy.
 Another long pimpmyblackteen pause. "Uh, (huff), yeah, right com, umh, oh god baby, just like that, yeah, sure uh, doc, but uh, me and Aprile and umh, what's your name sweetie? uh pimpmyblackteen, Margaret, we pimpmyblackteen're com pimpmyblackteen kinda busy join right now, oh shit pimpmyblackteen that's so good pimpmyblackteen. Can we (huff, huff), make it in pimpmyblackteen, about pimpmyblackteen (gasp), twenty minutes com pimpmyblackteen. No, don't stop, please, keep pimpmyblackteen it pimpmyblackteen up, make that uh, half an hour, watch it girls pimpmyblackteen I pimpmyblackteen'm gonna blow again."
 She tried again. "The point is join, just because you have pimpmyblackteen slipped once, given into temptation, doesn't mean pimpmyblackteen your cause is lost pimpmyblackteen. You can admit a pimpmyblackteen mistake pimpmyblackteen, fix it and carry on. That's what we all do. Remember a few minutes ago pimpmyblackteen we talked about ordinary join people pimpmyblackteen doing the best that we can? That's what you need to pimpmyblackteen remember."
 "Au contraire, my com pimpmyblackteen little sextoy," said pimpmyblackteen Damien casually. "The good doctor has pimpmyblackteen done so much for me. She found the key pimpmyblackteen to free pimpmyblackteen me from my guilt. It's join like being let out of prison. For the first time in pimpmyblackteen my life I'm pimpmyblackteen truly free."
 The blonde was shaking her head pimpmyblackteen sadly. "I'm sorry Dr. Sondgaard pimpmyblackteen, I can't do pimpmyblackteen that com pimpmyblackteen," she pimpmyblackteen explained. She was wearing black, thigh-high boots pimpmyblackteen, the tightest Monica pimpmyblackteen had 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 only pimpmyblackteen come from long practice. Just watching her made Monica tingle.
 Even in pimpmyblackteen her nearly hysterical state, Monica recognized pimpmyblackteen rationalization pimpmyblackteen. "No, Damien, no pimpmyblackteen," she pleaded. "That's pimpmyblackteen the pimpmyblackteen oldest pimpmyblackteen trick in pimpmyblackteen the book. To pimpmyblackteen convince yourself that whatever you want to do just happens to be the best choice. You're only deceiving yourself." She pimpmyblackteen spoke in pimpmyblackteen a pimpmyblackteen lilting sing-song she pimpmyblackteen couldn't seem to do anything about pimpmyblackteen. She brushed long hair back from one perfect ear.
 "These accusations are very serious. Very pimpmyblackteen serious indeed. I join will pimpmyblackteen not tolerate such pimpmyblackteen indecent behaviour in this school. Do you understand?"
 "Precisely. It is the only way to ensure that you do not continue with pimpmyblackteen this preposterous lewdness. We will begin today. Bend over and grab your ankles."
 Monica's uniform skirt was so short that bending even slightly was sufficient to reveal pimpmyblackteen whether she wore panties pimpmyblackteen, but pimpmyblackteen she complied with the headmaster's command pimpmyblackteen. He got to his feet and stepped around behind her. Looking up at him from between her legs, she could pimpmyblackteen see the insistent bulge tenting the front of his dress slacks. She smiled pimpmyblackteen inwardly. She wondered briefly com pimpmyblackteen if he was as pimpmyblackteen big as pimpmyblackteen Mr. Hill, the geography teacher.
 Monica slipped out into the empty hallway. Her boyfriend Damien was there, her real boyfriend, the pimpmyblackteen only one who really knew how to satisfy her. She pimpmyblackteen slipped join into his arms. "How did it go, baby?" he asked.
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 The older man com pimpmyblackteen was gasping pimpmyblackteen for breath. "Monica, darling... please... It, it's com not that uh! oh god, not that easy. You join need uhn, transcripts and, and r-references..."
 "There, you com pimpmyblackteen see," Monica said as pimpmyblackteen George began to lap and suck join hungrily pimpmyblackteen, "it's really simple. I want in. And I know you want in pimpmyblackteen, don pimpmyblackteen't you tiger. So why can't we both get what we pimpmyblackteen want?"
 "Damien, I...uh, yes, I pimpmyblackteen believe you may be right, after pimpmyblackteen all. You have as much pimpmyblackteen right to use your ability to find happiness as anyone pimpmyblackteen else and com pimpmyblackteen... and... oh screw pimpmyblackteen it I'm so fucking horny." Throwing pimpmyblackteen decorum pimpmyblackteen to the wind, the eye-popping pimpmyblackteen psychologist jammed pimpmyblackteen one hand down under pimpmyblackteen her silk panties pimpmyblackteen while pimpmyblackteen the other pimpmyblackteen explored pimpmyblackteen the immense, warm spheres of com her tits. "Damien, you superhuman monster, please, let pimpmyblackteen's fuck. God I need your pimpmyblackteen cock so bad."
 He pimpmyblackteen turned and walked pimpmyblackteen away, just as Kerri pimpmyblackteen screamed in delight as she was swept into her umpteenth orgasm. Monica groaned pimpmyblackteen in unison as her own pimpmyblackteen peak consumed her. She felt the acid filter down into the bottom of her soul.
 She spread her legs pimpmyblackteen a little pimpmyblackteen wider, as pimpmyblackteen the acid seeped deeper into pimpmyblackteen her pimpmyblackteen soul.
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