 The petite woman pee behind the reception desk jumped. "How was bang lunch pee bus, Dr. Sondgaard?" she asked.
 She stepped into her private office, raincoat over one arm. She locked the bang door for privacy. "Sorry to keep you waiting," she said to the bang man who looked up from the couch. "I almost drowned waiting for a cab." She hung up the raincoat and umbrella, then pee bus smoothed out her modest brown suit. She kicked off bang her wet shoes and stepped into bangbus a different pair, black flats about like she always bus wore.
 Monica sat down in the big chair bangbus beside her desk. She pulled out her bus notebook. She studied the distraught young man sitting bang in bus front of her. He was under thirty, of no unusual size or bang character, with a bland, forgettable face. A rather bang plain woman herself, Monica had a lot bus of sympathy bus for the bangbus ordinary.
 The bang man did bangbus as she bus instructed, breathing in deeply three bus times pee, then letting it out slowly. He seemed a about little calmer when he was done.
 Monica groaned inwardly. Not another one. Eight months earlier she had written a paper for a psychological bus journal about paranormal experiences bangbus such pee bus as hauntings and alien abductions. Even though her paper showed how all these traumas could be explained and pee bus treated by conventional therapy, it had led to a parade of oddballs through her bang office.
 The bus slender brunette flicked bangbus a speck of dust pee bus off bus her designer suit bang. She wrote "delusional?" in her notebook. "I see," she said, although she didn't. "You have some special mental ability. Where did this, uhm, "power" come from?"
 Damien ran a hand bangbus through uncombed hair bangbus. "I knew it bang the instant bus it happened. I don't know how to explain it. Lying there on that moonlit rock, covered pee bus with mud and blood, I felt, sensed, a change about in the natural order of things, a shift in the force or cosmic energy, call it what bus you will. Something flowed into me, into my mind bang, into bang my soul. Something ancient bang, timeless, and bus very powerful."
 Monica could already see the outline of the man's problem. Some sort of quasi-religious experience had caused a delusional break, clouding the lines between fantasy pee bus and reality. Could bus be evidence of a serious bang psychosis. Could be just working too hard. She decided to probe bus a little deeper.
 "Do bang you have any idea what bangbus a burden bang that is bangbus? The world as we know it would collapse if we could all indulge our selfish whims. I have to guard my thoughts every bang minute, lest one of my subconscious desires suddenly come true. Every time I see a pretty girl I have to concentrate on not thinking about her. I can't go into a bank because I'm afraid I'll have a stray thought and someone will start giving me money. It's the bangbus curse of bang the about Midas touch bus, to bang the second power."
 "I know this is bangbus all true. Yet the effort of not using bus the power about is getting to be more than I pee bus can bus bear bang. I can feel the bang power inside me: tempting me, eroding my willpower, wearing away at my moral convictions."
 Monica sat down again bus. She noticed his eyes on bus her bus nylons but decided bus not to bangbus pull down her miniskirt. Let him look. Better men should admire her shapely legs than ignore her small chest.
 Monica dropped the curtain pee bus. She stepped back bang so fast she almost fell off her high heels. She turned toward pee bus the door, where she had bus hung up bang her raincoat and umbrella bangbus when she came in. There bang was no umbrella. In fact, there was no umbrella stand bang. On the coat rack was a little red pee bus hat. It exactly bang matched the bang daring red ensemble she was wearing bangbus.
 What was going on? For a bus brief moment, Monica just stood bang there about, dumbfounded bus. It had been pouring rain. She remembered distinctly. There bang was no umbrella stand. "What bang.... how bangbus...?" she bang stammered.
 "Suppose you set rules for yourself. Decide beforehand that you will never use the power unless bang it does demonstrable good. Lay out bangbus a few ground rules. Then try some test runs. Something pee bus really small. Go to a hospital and improve somebody's diagnosis. Help a little old bang lady across the street."
 Wait a minute. Something pee was wrong. Damien was still smiling at her bus, but there was something different in his gaze. Something she didn about't like. Wordlessly she got to bus her feet and went to stand before the full-length mirror along one wall bang. She used it sometimes, to get patients to "look at themselves." Monica was looking at herself now. What she pee saw amazed her.
 Monica felt her stability slipping. The whole about situation was too unreal bangbus, too impossible to bang grasp. She couldn't stop thinking about sex.
 "Look, Damien," she pee said bangbus urgently bus, "You can fight this about. You don pee bus't bangbus have to give in to the temptation. These -- what about you've done to me is just childishness. It's a selfish indulgence, like bang masturbation. It bang's like when I slip two pee bus fingers into my cunny on the train and try to get myself bang off without bang anybody noticing." Dammit.
 "You pee see, I bus told you the temptation would pee be too much. My graduate bang supervisor was curious. She bang wanted to see how the power worked. She bang let the acid out. Once I started using the power about, once I realized just how much fucking fun it bang is, I simply couldn pee bus't stop."
 A new chill went down bus Monica's spine bangbus. "What -- what did you do to your supervisor?" she asked, her bangbus voice trembling.
 At the moment, the sofa was occupied. Kerri was on the bottom, or at least a busty centrefold model that looked like Kerri pee bus, wearing bus nothing but fishnet stockings and pee bus her trademark black patent sandals with six-inch platform heels. She bang had her legs in the air. She was panting loudly as she was vigorously fucked by bang a musclebound man that pee bus Monica vaguely recognized.
 She considered jumping him, maybe catching him bangbus by bus 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 bangbus it was, was immense and real, and that she dearly loved to fuck.
 Monica jumped, and about turned back to what the bangbus headmaster was saying. "S-sorry sir," she said nervously.
 "These pee bus accusations are very serious. Very serious indeed. I will not tolerate such indecent behaviour in this school pee bus. Do you understand?"
 Monica shuffled one dainty foot back and forth. "Uhm bang, well, sir pee bus I don't bang actually change them. I just pee uh, give them to the boy who wants them bangbus so bad." She tossed him little flicks of bangbus her big hazel eyes while idly pee bus toying with bang the bus hem of her kilt.
 It took a moment for this information to sink in. "You mean you... take them off... and walk around the rest pee of the day without any... Good Lord. In my school. And you always wearing your uniform... like that...." He swallowed bang.
 "Yes, sir," Monica said. She bang shifted position a little and the headmaster's attention came back to her flaring thighs.
 "Uhm, three bangbus or four," Monica bus said. The real number was more bang like bang twice that, not even counting the bangbus teachers.
 "Precisely. It is the only way bang to ensure that you do not continue with this preposterous lewdness bang. We will begin bangbus today. Bend over and grab your ankles."
 The headmaster let out his breath. "Very bang well, Monica," he said officiously. "That, that bus is all bangbus for pee bus today. I expect to see you tomorrow at bang the same bangbus time pee bus." He bus turned pee bus away from bang her and looked out the window bangbus, perhaps trying to hide his erection.
 "You bang might lose bangbus your bangbus panties," Damien sniggered. He already had both hands under her bang tiny skirt.
 Damien said: "Don't your see, Doctor? We are all fundamentally bus selfish, always taking bus advantage of bus others for our own benefit. Even you pee. I'm a little better bang at about beating the about system, that's all."
 There bang was bus no mention at all of the two bus calls before the discipline committee for pee bus allegedly fucking with pee her pee bus clients' minds and bodies bang. Both hearings had bang found in her bus favour. Her colleagues had bus been bang so understanding. Especially the married bangbus ones.
 At times bang, Monica's whole life seemed slightly unreal. Her success, her beauty, her uncanny ability pee to seduce and enamour men bang and women with ease, all seemed to defy the laws of nature. Even the bus little things bang, like these custom-made boots that bang fit so incredibly well, or the pee fact that her bang breasts never sagged in spite of their size, had a bangbus kind of impossible air to about them. She sometimes felt like pee bus she was living inside somebody else's erotic daydream. She dismissed these thoughts, of course bang. Reality bangbus wasn't something bang that could be arbitrarily modified. She bangbus had just bang been bus very pee bus lucky.
 The intercom buzzed bus. Monica bangbus flicked the pee bus talk button with the heel of one boot. "Doctor," came Kerri's voice. "Your one o'clock just cancelled."
 Rapture. The vibrator quivered and danced inside her like bang a living thing about. She lay her head back, groaning, and played the dildo in and out, as slowly as she could bang bear. It fit so perfectly, it was almost as if it had been custom-designed to fit her pussy. Could such a thing be done? As her bangbus breathing became laboured and her arm motions bangbus more bang rapid, further thought on the bus question bang became impossible bang.
 "Don pee't leave, Kerri bangbus," she pee bus said bang. Kerri bang gulped but did not move. She was still staring at bang the junction of bang Monica's thighs.
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