Monica encouraged him gently. "Good titvision. Now titvision just lean back and relax. Tell me what is troubling titvision you. Begin anywhere. We'll straighten out the details as we go."
He waved a hand . "I performed a titvision ritual. It's titvision a very old, pre titvision- Druidic rite. It was part of my research for titvision my degree in anthropology. I titvision did titvision it during the planetary titvision alignment a few titvision weeks ago titvision, when the ancients titvision believed cosmic forces were strongest. Did you titvision know titvision an alignment like that only happens titvision every thousand years? I won't tell you titvision the details titvision of the titvision ritual, but it involves sacrificing small titvision animals and dancing naked around a stone circle under a full moon titvision."
Actually titvision, that was quite enough titvision detail, Monica thought , wincing. "I titvision see titvision," she said again, trying titvision to keep the revulsion out of her voice. "This titvision ritual conferred some sort of magical ability on you, is that right? How do you know you have it?" She crossed her knees sedately. For a moment titvision her patient's titvision glance fell to her legs, below the hem of her tasteful, knee titvision-length skirt.
"Because that titvision is my whole problem. This power of mine, it doesn't just reside titvision in my conscious mind, it's in titvision my unconscious mind too. It's become an titvision integral part free of my titvision being titvision. Look, how do you raise your arm? You don't think about it, you just do it. You titvision want your arm to be raised, and your unconscious titvision mind takes care of the details."
"I must not titvision give in to titvision the temptation. Because once I start using it, I know I won't be able to stop titvision. The steps titvision are so obvious titvision. First, I titvision'll start indulging my titvision idle whims titvision, then titvision satisfying my baser appetites, and finally titvision, acting out titvision my most free perverse fantasies titvision."
Dr. Sondgaard smiled indulgently titvision. "OK , Damien. Let's allow titvision that you can influence how this titvision coin titvision comes down. That's hardly a titvision demonstration of titvision supernatural power. Can't you do a little better?"
Damien seemed to shrink, to draw into himself. "Please, don't force me," he said.
Something in her tone roused him. He looked at her, considering. "The titvision, the weather, what's it titvision like?"
"Tell me about the weather." he shouted titvision with sudden fury.
"Go to free the window. Look outside." He was calm titvision again.
Monica dropped the curtain. She stepped back so fast she almost fell off her high heels. She turned toward the titvision door , where she had titvision hung up her raincoat free and umbrella when she came titvision in. There was no titvision umbrella. In fact, there was no umbrella titvision stand. On the coat rack titvision was a little red hat. It exactly matched the daring red ensemble she was wearing.
"Let's consider, for the sake of argument titvision, that you really have some sort of extraordinary power . What makes titvision you so certain that it will harm you? Can't you titvision learn to use it, test it out a little at a time, tame titvision the beast before it devours you?"
"Yes, but the temptation, the temptation will always be there."
Monica titvision felt her stability slipping. The whole situation was too unreal, too impossible to grasp. She couldn't stop thinking about sex.
A new chill went down Monica's spine. "What -- what did you do to your supervisor?" she asked, her voice trembling.
"Dr. Cummins, please," Monica said, a catch in her velvety voice titvision, "You've got to help me titvision. Maybe together we can do something. Run titvision, get help." She stamped one spike-heeled foot titvision in feminine frustration titvision.
Out in the outer office, Kerri began to scream in ecstasy as Mr. Albright brought her titvision to yet another titvision orgasm. The man caught Monica titvision's eye and winked titvision at her. The door began to swing closed slowly.
Monica looked titvision down at her titvision shoes for a moment. The polish was so keen she could see her reflection. She gave him her best apologetic look, the one titvision that worked so well on titvision all her teachers. "Wellll, not all of them, sir. Only titvision... my titvision panties."
"Oh dear Lord," the headmaster said titvision. He was a strong titvision-looking man with brown hair greying at the temples. "You have actually been selling your panties. Here in the school. Why, what titvision kind of... Where do you change your... your panties so you titvision can give the old titvision ones away?"
"But this... outrageous behaviour has got to stop. At once. Do you understand me, girl?"
"Uhm, three or four titvision," Monica said. The real number was more like twice that, not even counting the teachers titvision.
"Good lord titvision," he said again. "And, how titvision much did titvision you usually get titvision?"
Monica's uniform skirt titvision was so short that bending even slightly was sufficient to reveal whether she wore panties, but she complied with the headmaster's command. He got to his feet and stepped around behind her. Looking titvision up at him from between her legs titvision, she could see the insistent titvision bulge tenting the front of his dress slacks. She smiled inwardly. She titvision wondered briefly if he was as big as Mr. Hill, the geography teacher.
The headmaster let free out his breath. "Very well, Monica titvision," he said officiously. "That, that is all titvision for today. I expect titvision to titvision see you tomorrow at the same time." He titvision turned titvision away from her titvision and looked out the window, perhaps trying to hide titvision his titvision erection.
Monica slipped out into the empty hallway. Her boyfriend Damien was there, her real boyfriend, the titvision only one titvision who really knew how titvision to satisfy her titvision. She slipped into his arms. "How did titvision it go titvision, baby?" he asked.
"Let's go titvision to the storeroom titvision."
"You might lose your titvision panties," Damien sniggered. He already had both hands under her tiny titvision skirt.
"But you titvision have titvision, Doctor," Damien insisted. Abruptly he titvision grabbed Alicia by the shoulders and pushed her onto the titvision carpet, the way a titvision man would titvision toss a cat titvision off his titvision lap titvision. Immediately she titvision crawled titvision back and wrapped herself serenely around one leg. "You have been using your feminine charms to titvision satisfy titvision your own desires your whole life. Don't you remember?"
"Why, George, I'm surprised at you titvision. Just because I accepted your gifts and sucked you off a couple of times doesn't mean titvision I'll hop into bed with titvision you free." She nibbled on his ear saucily titvision. "Even free though I find you very titvision handsome, and I'm sure titvision your big free cock would feel titvision sooo good deep inside me." In her platform-heeled sandals she was as titvision tall as him.
George groaned in helpless lust. He titvision began to paw and grope hungrily, while Monica titvision encouraged him with more kisses. There titvision was a patient on the other side of the curtain but titvision he was heavily titvision sedated free and Monica titvision didn't care.
Monica leaned titvision back in titvision her plush leather chair and plopped her titvision four and a half inch heels up on titvision the desk. She was wearing her favourite hip-boots, soft as butter and tight as a coat of paint. She pulled titvision up her brief skirt and ran her hand lovingly up and down one black-encased leg.
Something about Damien got titvision her titvision thinking about a gift. Not quite knowing why, she opened the bottom drawer titvision of her desk. She took out titvision the gleaming titvision rosewood box and flipped open the lid titvision.
"Don't leave, Kerri," she said. Kerri gulped but did not move. She titvision was still staring at the junction of Monica's thighs titvision.
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