 Her employer stepped into the reception area of her office, shaking out her umbrella. "Lunch was wet," she milflessonspumaswede replied. "The milflessons pumas streets are wet, the cab was wet, and I 'm wet." She folded her umbrella and ran her fingers through short milflessons brown hair. "My hair is a mess," she supplied. She started unbuttoning milflessons puma her raincoat milflessons pumas. She stopped when milflessons pumas she saw her receptionist was about to say pumas something.
 For a moment she regarded milflessons her receptionist quizzically. Kerri's sweater skimmed well above her navel and snugged fetchingly pumaswede around her milflessonspumaswede darling young breasts. Although not unusual by the style of the day, it was positively daring by Kerri's conservative milflessonspumaswede standards milflessonspumaswede. Was that the same sweater milflessons pumas she had been wearing earlier?
 She stepped into her private office milflessons, raincoat over one arm. She locked the door for privacy. "Sorry to keep milflessonspumaswede you waiting," she said to the man who looked up from the couch. "I almost drowned waiting for a milflessonspumaswede cab." She hung up milflessons the milflessonspumaswede raincoat milflessons puma and umbrella, then milflessonspumaswede smoothed out her modest brown milflessonspumaswede suit. She kicked off her wet shoes milflessonses and stepped into milflessonspumaswede a different pair, black flats like she always wore .
 The man hadn't shaved for a couple of days. His clothing was clean jpeg but rumpled. His eyes were haunted, shifting nervously this way milflessonspumaswede and that. He avoided looking at her.
 He waved a hand. "I performed a ritual. It's a very old, pre- Druidic rite. It milflessons was part of my research for my swedes degree pumaswede in anthropology. I did it during the planetary alignment a few weeks ago puma, when the ancients believed cosmic forces were strongest. Did milflessons you know milflessons puma swede an puma swede alignment like that only happens milflessons every thousand milflessonspumaswede years? I won't tell you the details of the ritual, but it involves sacrificing small animals and dancing naked around milflessonspumaswede a puma swede stone circle under a full moon."
 Monica could already see the outline milflessonspumaswede of the man's milflessonspuma problem puma. Some sort of quasi-religious experience had caused a delusional break milflessonspumaswede, clouding the lines between fantasy and reality. Could be swede evidence of a swede serious psychosis. Could milflessons puma be just working too hard. She decided to probe a little deeper.
 "I must not give in to the temptation. Because once jpeg I start swedes using it jpeg, I know I won't be able to stop. The steps are so obvious. First, I'll start pumas indulging my idle pumaswede whims, then puma swede satisfying my baser milflessonspumaswede appetites, and finally, acting out my most perverse milflessonspumaswede fantasies."
 He sat down heavily. "It's like acid," he said softly milflessons. "An acid of the mind. It milflessons puma eats away at my humanity, bit by bit. Corroding. Corrupting. Eventually it will leak out, and pumas my soul will be milflessonspumaswede indelibly swede stained."
 "Because I already have," he said quietly.
 She flipped milflessons the coin, let it land on her desk milflessons. It did come down heads. "That's not very impressive," she said. "Fifty-fifty chance."
 Heads.
 "I must, Damien," Monica insisted. "You have to show me the power, or face up to the fact that it may not exist." This was harsh, but a breakthrough in milflessons the first session was a real possibility. She prepared herself for his jpeg collapse when the "power" did not work. Then they could get at his real puma problem.
 Monica watched him, taken aback. She thought about the button on her desk, the one that summoned security. You never knew.
 "It milflessonspumaswede's been raining all day."
 Monica got to her feet milflessons pumas. She felt the pleasant swish of swede her little mini milflessonspumaswede sliding over her panties pumas, silk against silk, as she milflessonspumaswede made her milflessons way over to the windows along milflessons one side of jpeg the office. She could hear the beat of the rain milflessonspumaswede pelting against the milflessonspumaswede glass.
 Damien looked at her milflessonspumaswede, his milflessonspumaswede expression blank. It occurred to Monica that in this position he could effortlessly look up milflessons her skirt to the tops of her milflessons stockings milflessonspumaswede and even milflessonspumaswede her high-cut lace panties, but milflessons she decided not to do puma swede anything about milflessons puma it. Maybe a little tease milflessonspumaswede would help bring him out of his jpeg withdrawal. She took a deep breath, feeling her round breasts milflessonspumaswede pressing milflessonspumaswede against her sheer silk blouse.
 When he lifted milflessonspumaswede his milflessons pumas eyes Monica realized he milflessonspumaswede had swede indeed been looking up her brief skirt. Now his attention shifted to her cleavage. She milflessons felt milflessonspumaswede a familiar thrill run through milflessons her. "Oh my word, you're an attractive woman," he pumas said irrelevantly, "I milflessonspumaswede should never milflessonspuma have come milflessonspumaswede here."
 After a moment she milflessonspumaswede got to her milflessonspumaswede feet and sat down in her big chair beside the desk. She crossed her legs automatically, letting her foxy skirt slide high on her thighs. One dainty red sandal milflessonspumaswede dangled off milflessons her toes. She knew she milflessons puma looked good.
 "Let's consider, for the sake milflessons of argument, that you really have some sort of extraordinary power. What makes you so certain that milflessonspumaswede it will harm milflessonspumaswede you pumaswede? Can't you learn to use it, test it out a little at a milflessons puma swede time, tame the beast before it devours you?"
 "Suppose puma swede you set rules for yourself. Decide beforehand that you will never use the power unless it does demonstrable good. Lay out a few ground milflessons rules. Then try some test runs. Something really small. Go to a hospital milflessons and improve somebody's diagnosis. Help a little old lady across the street milflessonspuma."
 He sat up milflessonspumaswede a little straighter. "Say, you know what, Doctor, I never thought of it that way. I mean puma, we're milflessons all just ordinary people puma swede doing milflessons pumas the milflessonspumaswede best that we can, right?
 "So, as long as I'm trying to make the correct decisions, as long as I'm doing my best swedes, I shouldn't feel bad if temptation gets to me jpeg or I make a mistake now and milflessons puma swede again."
 The woman in the mirror was her, but it was not her. It was like an erotic caricature of herself, a cartoon drawn by jpeg a horny teenager with a vivid imagination. Her hair was long, thick and wavy, her lips pouty milflessonspumaswede and red. Big hazel eyes swede smouldered back at her from underneath long lashes.
 It took a moment for this information to sink in. "You mean you... take them milflessonspumaswede off... and walk around the milflessons rest of the milflessons day without any... Good Lord. In my school. And you always wearing your uniform... like milflessons pumas that...." He swallowed.
 "Yes, sir," Monica said. She shifted milflessons position pumas a little and the headmaster's attention came puma swede back to her flaring thighs.
 "And to ensure milflessons puma your compliance milflessonspumaswede, you will report to my office once each day milflessonspumaswede for inspection."
 Monica slipped out into the empty hallway. Her boyfriend Damien was there, her real boyfriend milflessons puma, the only one who really knew how swede to satisfy her. She milflessons pumas slipped into his arms milflessons. "How did it pumas go, baby milflessons?" he asked .
 "You see?" Damien said easily, still at ease in his chair with Alicia's milflessons head in his lap. She began sniffing puma her way toward his zipper. "You aren't the paragon of moral rectitude you pretend to milflessons be."
 Yet milflessonspuma at the same time milflessonspumaswede she remembered milflessonspumaswede every detail as jpeg well as anything that ever happened to her puma swede. Within a week the headmaster pumas had milflessons been openly masturbating while he "inspected" her panties, and by the end of the term he had been wearing them. It was milflessons all there, as clear as a bell. But...
 The man was still kissing her wildly. "She's... not here ," he replied milflessons, desperate. "It's just milflessonspumaswede you milflessonspumaswede and milflessonspumaswede me. Please, Monica, darling, let me love you. I'm going insane." His groping hands found their way under her racy uniform.
 "I admit some of my behaviour might be construed as immoral," Damien observed thoughtfully, "but your life-long manipulations of others puma swedes in pursuit of milflessons wealth and pleasure are immoral to a similar degree. By comparison, my faults are minor. You see that now, don't swede you Doctor?"
 Monica leaned milflessonses back in her jpeg plush leather chair and milflessonspumaswede plopped her four and a half inch heels up on the desk. She was wearing milflessonspumaswede her favourite hip-boots, soft milflessonspumaswede as milflessons butter and tight milflessonspumaswede as a coat of puma swedes paint. She pulled up jpeg her brief skirt and milflessonspumaswede ran her hand lovingly jpeg up and down one milflessons black-encased milflessons pumas leg.
 Something about Damien got her thinking milflessonspumaswede about a gift. Not quite knowing why, she milflessonspumaswede opened the bottom drawer of her desk. She took out milflessons the gleaming rosewood box puma swede and flipped open the lid.
 Rapture! The vibrator quivered swedes and danced milflessonspumaswede inside her like milflessons a living swedes thing jpeg. She lay her head back, groaning, and played the dildo in and out milflessonses, as slowly as she could bear. It fit so perfectly, it was almost as swede if milflessonspumaswede it had milflessonspumaswede been custom-designed to fit puma her pussy. Could such a thing be done? As her breathing became laboured and her arm jpeg motions more rapid, further thought on the milflessons question became milflessons impossible.
 The milflessons puma swede door pumaswede burst open. "Dr. Sucksgood milflessons. Are you all milflessonses right?" Kerri exclaimed. "I heard you -- oh milflessonspumaswede my god." The puma swedes naive receptionist had milflessons not expected to see milflessons her employer, boot puma swedes-wrapped legs spread milflessonspumaswede wide on her desk, shamelessly pleasuring herself with a buzzing swede gold dildo. Her milflessons pumas eyes puma swedes locked on Monica's pussy swedes, where the oversexed psychologist milflessonspumaswede was still easing the vibrator in and out slowly, enjoying the warm afterglow of her adventure.
 Monica waggled a finger at her . "Come here," she said. Instantly the young girl trotted around and knelt between Monica's skin- smooth black boots. She leaned forward, tongue milflessons puma swede extended, and began to lick tentatively. She made a little mewling sound deep in her throat.
 "Oh, very good, my dear," Monica sighed. "You are milflessonspumaswede a natural milflessons puma. Yes, use puma swedes your tongue like that." She leaned back in the chair again and wallowed in Kerri's artful ministrations. What a wonderful gift.
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