"Kerri, please tell me nothing has come up while milfcruiser I was out."

The man did as milfcruiser she instructed, breathing in deeply three times, then letting milfcruiser it out slowly. He seemed a little calmer when he was done.

Monica encouraged milfcruiser him gently. "Good. Now just lean back and relax. Tell me what is milfcruiser troubling you. Begin anywhere. We'll milfcruiser straighten milfcruiser out the details as we milfcruiser go milfcruiser."

Monica could already see the outline milfcruiser of the man's problem. Some sort of quasi-religious experience had caused a delusional break, clouding the lines between milfcruiser fantasy and reality. Could be evidence of a serious psychosis milfcruiser. Could be just working too hard. She decided to probe a little deeper.

He drew a breath. "Doctor, are you familiar with the folk milfcruiser wendy wisdom that a man has a sexual thought about every fifteen minutes milfcruiser?"

Something about the milfcruiser way he said that troubled Monica. She decided to press on.

The man thought wendy about it for a milfcruiser moment. "Do you milfcruiser have a image coin?" he image asked milfcruiser.

She flipped it five more times. It landed heads every time. She milfcruiser wendy tried milfcruiser catching the milfcruiser coin in the air. Still heads. She caught it and slapped it on her wrist, reversing the orientation in which she caught it.

Heads.

The trick with the milfcruiser coin was impressive. Did milfcruiser he milfcruiser wendy know in advance the coin was not fair? Had he switched coins somehow? There milfcruiser were any number of milfcruiser wendy ways he milfcruiser could be milfcruiser fooling milfcruiser her. The question was, why milfcruiser? Some people liked wendy to visit therapists for the milfcruiser wendy attention milfcruiser, toying with them without any interest milfcruiser in treatment, but this man milfcruiser wendy did milfcruiser not seem like milfcruiser that type.

Oh boy, Monica milfcruiser thought privately. This was image getting weird. "OK, Damien. We'll work this out milfcruiser together milfcruiser. So far though, your milfcruiser conviction has not matched the evidence. All milfcruiser I've seen you milfcruiser do is a coin trick. You will have to do milfcruiser better than that to convince milfcruiser wendy me."

Monica got to milfcruiser wendy her feet. She wendy felt the pleasant swish of wendy her little milfcruiser mini sliding over her panties, silk against silk, as she made her way over to the windows along one side milfcruiser of the office. She could hear the image beat of the rain pelting against the glass.

What was going on? For a brief milfcruiser moment, Monica milfcruiser just stood there, dumbfounded milfcruiser. It had milfcruiser wendy been pouring rain. She remembered distinctly. There was no umbrella milfcruiser stand. "What.... how...?" she stammered.

"I'm as confused about this as you are. Nevertheless we are going to work this out together. Understand? Whether milfcruiser wendy your power milfcruiser is real is hardly milfcruiser the point milfcruiser wendy. It milfcruiser's real to you milfcruiser and that's what matters milfcruiser wendy."

She smiled milfcruiser. "Well milfcruiser wendy, you're here now, so let's see if I can help you." She stayed on her knees a milfcruiser tad milfcruiser longer than she milfcruiser needed to. It was fun milfcruiser to have a man looking at her tits milfcruiser.

"Suppose you set milfcruiser rules for yourself. Decide beforehand milfcruiser that you will never use the milfcruiser power unless it milfcruiser wendy does demonstrable good milfcruiser. Lay out a few ground rules. Then try some test runs. Something milfcruiser really small. Go to image a hospital and milfcruiser improve milfcruiser somebody's diagnosis. Help image a little milfcruiser old lady across milfcruiser wendy the street."

"As milfcruiser it is for all milfcruiser of milfcruiser us. Remember Damien, you milfcruiser had your moral values established before milfcruiser you received wendy this gift, or whatever it is. You wendy still have that beacon milfcruiser to milfcruiser guide milfcruiser you. The very fact that you are so distraught about what you have not even milfcruiser done yet milfcruiser proves that you are a image man of strong moral character. Use milfcruiser that strength to steer your use of the power milfcruiser."

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

What had been a milfcruiser drab brown suit was milfcruiser now a shamelessly milfcruiser brief milfcruiser, tight microskirt, a see-through white bodyshirt milfcruiser and an unbuttoned bolero jacket, all in the finest silk. The milfcruiser scarlet jacket had gold buttons and gold trim milfcruiser. The outfit clung deliciously image to a figure that clearly wasn't hers; not with those spectacular legs, that narrow waist and image dandy bottom, or milfcruiser wendy those frankly enormous breasts that would milfcruiser have milfcruiser looked ridiculous milfcruiser had milfcruiser they not been image so milfcruiser high and jutting milfcruiser.

Unexpectedly, the image of Damien's hard milfcruiser-on sent a thrill of excitement through her. She set her jaw. She marched milfcruiser over milfcruiser to the desk, four wendy-inch heels sinking into the plush carpet, and jabbed the emergency milfcruiser button on the intercom. Her fingernail was flawlessly polished.

"This is Dr. Sucksgood, I mean Sondgaard, in 319. I need a security detail, on the double." Damn, her voice sounded so sexy milfcruiser.

Monica felt her stability slipping. The whole milfcruiser situation was milfcruiser wendy too unreal milfcruiser, too impossible to grasp. She couldn't stop thinking about sex.

She tried milfcruiser again. "The point milfcruiser wendy is milfcruiser, just because you milfcruiser have slipped milfcruiser once, given milfcruiser into milfcruiser temptation milfcruiser, doesn't mean your cause is lost. You can admit a mistake, fix it and carry on image. That milfcruiser wendy's what we all do. Remember a few minutes ago we talked about ordinary people doing milfcruiser the best that we can? That's what you need to milfcruiser remember milfcruiser."

A new milfcruiser chill went down Monica's milfcruiser spine. "What -- what did you do to milfcruiser your supervisor?" she asked milfcruiser, her voice trembling.

Monica looked out to her outer office image. Kerri, would be at milfcruiser her desk. She could get help. "Kerri." she shouted, as loud as she could.

At the milfcruiser moment, the sofa was milfcruiser occupied. Kerri was milfcruiser wendy on milfcruiser the bottom, or at least a busty centrefold model that looked like Kerri milfcruiser, wearing nothing but fishnet stockings and her trademark black patent sandals with six-inch platform heels milfcruiser. She had her legs in the air. She was panting loudly as she milfcruiser wendy was milfcruiser vigorously fucked by a musclebound milfcruiser man that milfcruiser Monica vaguely recognized.

Monica felt her panties milfcruiser moisten. The sight of the two milfcruiser lovers bucking milfcruiser and pumping milfcruiser in her milfcruiser office instantly turned on wendy her milfcruiser juices, as milfcruiser virtually milfcruiser anything sexual always image did. No, wait, he had changed that too milfcruiser. She grimaced milfcruiser, struggling to remember milfcruiser what was real and what was Damien's artifice milfcruiser.

Monica shuffled one dainty foot milfcruiser back and milfcruiser wendy forth. "Uhm, well, sir I don milfcruiser't actually change them milfcruiser. I just uh, give milfcruiser them to the boy milfcruiser who wants them so image bad." She tossed him little milfcruiser flicks of her big hazel eyes while image idly toying with the hem of her kilt.

"Good lord," he said again. "And, how much did you milfcruiser usually get?"

"Inspection? Sir?"

The milfcruiser headmaster studied his milfcruiser precocious student's behind for a long time. Monica's skimpy blue panties were much smaller milfcruiser than the regulation milfcruiser white ones she was supposed to wear. But she had given those all milfcruiser away. She milfcruiser wendy liked milfcruiser the way the milfcruiser wendy new milfcruiser ones slipped up into her crack and tickled her while she milfcruiser walked.

Damien said: "Don't your milfcruiser see, Doctor? We are milfcruiser all fundamentally milfcruiser selfish, always taking milfcruiser advantage of others for our milfcruiser own benefit. Even you. I'm a little better at beating the system milfcruiser, that's all."

George groaned in helpless lust. He began to paw and grope hungrily, while Monica encouraged him with milfcruiser more kisses. There was a patient on milfcruiser the other side of the milfcruiser curtain but he was heavily sedated and Monica didn't care.

"Georgy," Monica whispered a milfcruiser wendy few minutes later, "remember what we milfcruiser talked about the other milfcruiser day?"

Monica flipped open a couple of buttons. "I've got a couple of great references milfcruiser," she husked, still stroking expertly. "Maybe you milfcruiser should look them over." She used her free hand milfcruiser to guide his head to her chest.

"I admit some of my behaviour milfcruiser might be construed as immoral," Damien milfcruiser observed thoughtfully, "but your life-long manipulations of others in pursuit of wealth and pleasure are immoral to milfcruiser a similar degree. By comparison, my faults are minor. You see milfcruiser that now, don't you Doctor?"

"Damien, I milfcruiser...uh, yes wendy, I believe you may be right, after milfcruiser all. You milfcruiser have as much right to milfcruiser use your ability to find happiness as anyone else and... and milfcruiser... oh milfcruiser screw it I'm milfcruiser so fucking horny." Throwing decorum to the wind, the eye-popping milfcruiser psychologist milfcruiser wendy jammed one hand milfcruiser down under her milfcruiser wendy silk panties milfcruiser while the other explored the immense, warm spheres of her tits. "Damien, you superhuman monster, please, let's fuck. God I milfcruiser need your cock so bad."

Lazily, she picked milfcruiser up the trade magazine that milfcruiser was lying on her desk. It carried a centre-spread article entitled "Dr. Monica wendy Sucksgood: Therapist to the Rich and Famous." Monica's movie-star face gazed back from the photograph accompanying the article with a look hot enough to set the paper on fire.

Monica was glad he had backed milfcruiser out. It gave her a milfcruiser wendy few moments to relax. She remembered a milfcruiser boyfriend in high school named Damien. Best damned lover she'd ever had. She milfcruiser wondered what ever happened to him.

There was another gift. How milfcruiser did she know milfcruiser that? Feeling orgasm approaching like a runaway freight-train she grappled groggily with milfcruiser a half-memory. Another gift. It was... just outside milfcruiser the milfcruiser door. Monica screamed outright as her gold companion milfcruiser brought her to milfcruiser a image splendid milfcruiser wendy peak.