Kerri was a good six inches shorter than the other woman. She was young a cute young thing, almost girlish in her powder blue sweater and simple black pants. "I'm sorry, Dr. Sondgaard," she said respectfully. "You have a young walk younggay-in. His name is Damien young. He gay seemed very upset, so I let him wait inside."
Dr gay. Sondgaard looked at her young watch. "All right. I have younggay a free younggay hour younggay before Mr. Albright gets here. I can review those files horny some images other day."
"I'd rather images not say younggay," he young countered images, looking younggay at the floor again. "It young was gay -- with my graduate supervisor. She was the one who suggested images I perform the young ritual, for the experience. We, uh, did a few experiments younggay. She didn gay't believe me either."
She flipped the coin, let it land on her desk. It young did come down heads. "That's not very impressive," she said. "Fifty-fifty chance."
Heads.
Oh boy, Monica thought young privately. This was getting weird. "OK, Damien. We'll work this out together. So far horny gay young though, your conviction has young not young matched the evidence. All I've young seen gay you do is a coin trick. You will have to do better than that to convince me."
"Please," he said again. "I don't want to do gay this."
"Damien you're trying to avoid the gay issue. I don't young want to talk about --"
What was going on? For a brief moment, Monica just stood younggay there, dumbfounded. It had been pouring horny rain. She remembered distinctly. There was no umbrella stand horny. "What.... how...?" she stammered.
When he lifted his eyes Monica realized he had young indeed gay been gay looking up her brief skirt. Now his attention shifted to her cleavage. She felt gay a familiar thrill run through her. "Oh my gay word, you're an attractive woman," he said irrelevantly, "I should never have come here."
She smiled young. "Well, you're here now, so let's young see horny gay young if gay I can help you." She stayed on her knees a tad longer horny gay young than horny gay young she needed to horny. It was younggay fun to have horny a young man looking at her tits.
"Frankly, I have no idea. I don't really know what I'm younggay dealing with here. But I younggay am young certain young that nothing is to be gained, in your life in general or your therapy young with me, from young you blaming young yourself for all humanity's younggay frailties."
"So, as long as I'm horny gay young trying young to make the younggay correct decisions, as long as I'm doing my young best, I shouldn young't feel bad if young temptation gets to horny gay young me or I make a younggay mistake now and again."
Wait a minute. Something horny gay young was wrong. Damien was still smiling at her, but there horny was something young different in his gay gaze. Something she didn't like. Wordlessly she got to gay her feet and went to stand before the young full-length mirror along one wall. She used it sometimes, to get patients to "look at themselves." Monica was looking at herself now. What she gay saw amazed her.
"This is Dr. Sucksgood, I young mean horny gay young Sondgaard, in 319. I need horny gay young a security detail, on young the double!" Damn, her horny gay young voice sounded so young sexy young.
"You see, I told you younggay the temptation would be too much. My graduate supervisor was curious. She wanted to see how young the power worked. She let young the acid out gay. Once I started using the power, once I realized just how much fucking fun it younggay is, I simply couldn't stop."
"She's young busy, Doc," Damien younggay said.
"I'm sorry, Dr. Sondgaard," said a soft voice. Monica looked up to see another fantasy standing in the doorway. Her blonde hair tumbled to her waist young. Her figure was stunning. She was dressed in a semi-transparent body stocking of young purple lace that stretched faithfully over every mouth-watering curve. The material grew marginally thicker young around the crotch, providing gay more the allure of young the unseen than true privacy.
"I young'm Professor Alicia Cummins. Damien younggay's graduate supervisor." Monica stared young at her in shock. Yummy tits young, but not as big as mine, she thought smugly.
"I didn't mean for this young to happen," the professor said. "I horny thought you might be able to images help him, I really did. He was younggay struggling so with his conscience, I thought there might be some hope horny gay young of redemption. But it was already younggay too late. I'm so young sorry Doctor. There was horny gay young nothing you could do."
"You see, he can horny change anything young he wants. This power of his -- it's irresistible. Eventually he even changed me. I adore him young, Dr. Sondgaard. I'm utterly devoted now young." The lace-and-leather- clad young professor looked down on her student with younggay a worshipful gaze, tussling young his hair absently. Damien made a images little clucking sound and younggay patted his knee. Monica expected horny gay young Alicia to sit in his lap, but instead she sank to her booted knees younggay beside him and gay laid her head in his lap like a dog.
Monica jumped, and turned back to what the headmaster was saying. "S-sorry sir," she said nervously.
Monica looked down at her shoes for a images moment. The polish was so gay keen she could see her reflection. She gave him her best apologetic look, the one that gay worked gay so well on all her teachers. "Wellll, not young all younggay of young them, sir. Only young... my panties."
The younggay headmaster horny gay young took a deep younggay breath. "All right," he said at last. "Ordinarily, this would be grounds for expulsion young." His eyes roamed over her svelte young curves as horny Monica younggay gave him her young best puppy young-dog younggay look. "But," he amended young quickly, "I don't want to horny gay young be harsh; especially horny gay young to young a student that seems otherwise so young... promising. His gaze young lingered on her younggay overfilled blouse. The top two buttons had come undone.
"Uhm, three or four," Monica said. The real number was more young like twice young that, not even counting the teachers.
"And to ensure your compliance, you will report to horny my office once each day for inspection."
The headmaster studied his precocious student's behind for a long time. Monica's skimpy blue panties were younggay much smaller than images the regulation white ones she was supposed young to wear. But she had given gay those horny all away. She liked the way gay the new ones slipped up into young her crack and tickled her while she walked.
"Bullshit." exclaimed Monica, all pretence horny of calmness abandoned. She resisted the urge to scream. "Don't try to pretend that I'm like young you, you monster gay. I do have moral values and I live by younggay them. I can't horny gay young sweet-talk my way through life and gay I gay wouldn't if I could." She could almost feel the acid assaulting her, dribbling young into horny her young brain.
"Ooooh, George, you randy man," Monica chided, letting him press her body horny against his. "Are you walking around with a big hard for me again?" She young was in her red and white candy-striper's uniform young, her enormous breasts spilling out the top, the skirt far shorter than anyone could possibly get horny gay young away with, yet young somehow she did horny. "What about your wife?"
The man was gay still kissing her young wildly. "She's young... not here," he replied, desperate. "It's just you and me. Please, Monica, darling, let me love you. I gay'm going insane young." His groping hands found their way young under her racy uniform.
Monica groaned lustfully, her fingers flying inside horny gay young her young pussy. Damien paused at the door while his graduate younggay supervisor younggay struggled younggay to her booted feet and joined him images. "Bye Dr. Sondgaard." she said. "Thanks for young everything. I'm younggay so glad you could horny gay young help him."
They opened the door to young the gay outer office. Kerri was now being young happily ploughed face-down on her desk by the indefatigable Mr. Albright. Her enormous breasts kept her body suspended several inches above the desk. Files and images papers young littered the floor.
Monica leaned back in images her images plush leather chair and plopped her four and a half inch heels up on younggay the young desk. She was wearing her favourite hip-boots young, soft young as butter and tight as a coat of paint. She younggay pulled up her brief skirt horny and ran her hand lovingly up young and down one black-encased leg.
Something about Damien got her thinking about young a gift young. Not horny quite knowing why, she opened the bottom drawer of her desk. She took out the gleaming young rosewood box and flipped open the lid.
"Don't leave, Kerri," she said. Kerri gulped young but did not move. She was still staring young at the junction of Monica's thighs.
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