"But what if audrey he could fulfil these audrey fantasies audrey, however american fleeting? What if he could make the girl bitoni stop and american strip and bend over so he could admire her behind? What if he american could make a audrey style sexy schoolgirl jump into his audrey lap american on the bus and make audrey style out with him until her stop? Better yet, what if audrey he could transform audrey any audrey ordinary schoolgirl into a teenage sexpot and have her fuck him on the bus in front of everybody. What if he could instantly american fulfil americanaudreybitonidaydream all the selfish, base, lustful desires that float american around in the bilgewater of everybody audrey style's unconscious mind audrey? What would become of him then americanaudreybitonidaydream?"
He was becoming increasingly agitated. He got up from the couch and began to pace back and forth, gesticulating as he spoke. "This power of mine, this pictures thing in my head, it works just like that. I don't have to do anything. I american just americanaudreybitonidaydream have daydream to want something to change, and it changes audrey."
"Do you have any idea what a bitoni burden that is? The world americanaudreybitonidaydream as we know it would collapse americanaudreybitonidaydream if we could all indulge our bitoni selfish american whims. I have to guard my thoughts pictures every minute, lest one american of my subconscious desires suddenly come true. Every time I american see a pretty girl I bitoni have to concentrate on not thinking about pictures her. I can't go into a bank because I american'm afraid I'll have a audrey style stray thought and someone will daydream start giving me money. It's the curse of the Midas touch, to the audrey second power."
He sat down heavily. "It's like acid," he said softly. "An acid of the mind pictures. It american eats away at my humanity, bit american by bit. Corroding. Corrupting. Eventually it will leak out, and my soul will be indelibly american stained."
"I can't say I blame her," she said audrey, trying not american to american sound accusatory audrey. "Why should she, or I?" You insist you have audrey this supernatural ability, but you refuse to demonstrate it. Surely american you can do audrey something, some small thing to prove you're not fabricating all this." It pictures was necessary to force him to confront bitoni his delusion.
Oh boy, Monica thought privately. This was getting audrey style weird. "OK, Damien. We'll work this out together. So far though american, your conviction has not american matched american the evidence pictures. All I audrey've seen you do is a coin trick. You will have to audrey style do better than that to convince me audrey."
"I must, Damien," Monica insisted. "You have audrey to style show me audrey the power, or face up to the fact that it may not exist." This was harsh, but a breakthrough in the first session was a american real americanaudreybitonidaydream possibility. She american prepared herself for his collapse when the "power audrey" did not work. Then they could get at his real problem.
"Go audrey to style the window. Look outside." He bitoni was calm again.
Damien was leaning over, his hands clasped in his lap. "I asked american you not to make me do that. Oh god, it's american so damned easy style!"
"So american, as long as I'm trying to americanaudreybitonidaydream make the correct decisions american, as long as audrey style I'm doing american my best, I shouldn american't feel bitoni bad if temptation gets to audrey me or I make a audrey mistake now and again."
The woman in the style mirror was audrey style her audrey style, but it was not audrey her. It style was like an audrey erotic caricature of herself, a cartoon drawn by a horny teenager bitoni with a vivid imagination audrey. Her hair was americanaudreybitonidaydream long, thick and wavy, her lips pouty and red americanaudreybitonidaydream. Big hazel eyes smouldered back at bitoni her from underneath audrey style long lashes.
"I want to daydream thank you, Doctor," her patient replied. "You have done so much for me, in just one visit. You are one bitoni hell of a audrey good shrink. I american feel completely liberated from all americanaudreybitonidaydream that guilt I was feeling."
He looked offended audrey. "But Doc, come on, you were so bland. Now you're a total dish. I'm getting a woody just looking at you."
A new chill went american down Monica's spine. "What -- what did you do to bitoni your supervisor?" she asked style, her voice trembling.
There was a large, plush sofa on the far side of audrey the outer office that Monica had never seen audrey style before. Yet she knew it had american always been audrey there style. Kerri had arranged the low american couch to be right in front of the glass-topped table that served bitoni as her desk americanaudreybitonidaydream, so that american male patients could americanaudreybitonidaydream see pictures up her dress while they waited american. That explained why so many patients walked in with a hard-on. Monica shook her head. How did she audrey know americanaudreybitonidaydream this?
At the pictures moment, the sofa american was occupied. Kerri was on the bottom, or audrey at least bitoni a busty centrefold model that looked bitoni like audrey Kerri, wearing americanaudreybitonidaydream nothing but fishnet stockings and her trademark black american patent sandals with americanaudreybitonidaydream six audrey-inch platform heels. She had her americanaudreybitonidaydream legs in the air. She american was panting loudly as she was vigorously fucked by audrey a musclebound man that Monica vaguely recognized.
The audrey headmaster style leaned forward urgently. "Tell me the truth now, girl. Is american it audrey true that you have been giving -- no, selling. -- selling your americanaudreybitonidaydream... undergarments to the boys in your class?"
"Oh audrey dear Lord," the audrey headmaster said. He was audrey a americanaudreybitonidaydream strong bitoni-looking bitoni man with audrey style brown hair greying at the temples. "You have actually americanaudreybitonidaydream been selling your panties. Here in the school. Why, what kind of... Where do you change your... your panties so you american can give the audrey style old ones away?"
"But this... outrageous behaviour has got to american stop. At once. Do you understand me, girl?"
"Yes, sir," Monica said. She shifted position a little and the headmaster's attention came audrey style back to her flaring thighs audrey style.
"Tell me, so audrey style I audrey can understand the audrey extent of americanaudreybitonidaydream this indecency, how many boys were pictures... buying your american panties?"
"Good lord," he said again. "And, how much did you usually get pictures?"
Monica twirled americanaudreybitonidaydream a strand of lustrous brown hair around one finger. "Uhm, usually two pounds american or so, but american five pounds if I'd just come back from gym class."
"Yes, sir bitoni."
The headmaster studied his precocious student's behind for a long time. Monica's skimpy blue panties were much smaller than the regulation white ones she was supposed to wear. But she pictures had audrey given those all away. She liked the way the new ones style slipped up into her crack and tickled her while she walked.
"You might lose your panties," Damien sniggered. He already had both hands under her tiny skirt.
Damien said: "Don't your see, Doctor? We are all fundamentally selfish american, always taking advantage americanaudreybitonidaydream of others american for our own benefit. Even you. I american'm a little americanaudreybitonidaydream better at beating the system, that's all."
"But you have, Doctor pictures," Damien insisted. Abruptly he grabbed Alicia by the shoulders and pushed her onto the carpet, the way a man would toss a americanaudreybitonidaydream cat off his lap bitoni. Immediately she crawled back and style wrapped herself serenely around americanaudreybitonidaydream one style leg. "You have american been using your feminine charms to satisfy your own bitoni desires your whole life american. Don audrey't you remember?"
One delicate hand slipped down daydream into his americanaudreybitonidaydream scrubs. "But american you're audrey the head of the daydream whole school, Georgy," Monica purred american. "You can let in american whoever americanaudreybitonidaydream you want bitoni, can't you? Couldn't you make one little exception, just american for me?"
Monica flipped open americanaudreybitonidaydream a couple pictures of buttons. "I've got a couple of great references," she americanaudreybitonidaydream husked american, still stroking expertly. "Maybe you should look them over." She used her audrey free hand to guide his american head to her chest.
Through the style flood of wicked memories coming back audrey style to americanaudreybitonidaydream her, Monica tried audrey to fathom what Damien was saying americanaudreybitonidaydream. It sort of made sense, she conceded. She had been bitoni screwing and seducing her way to the americanaudreybitonidaydream top since the day she american sucked pictures off the paper boy for his delivery money. She only went bitoni into psychiatry for the money and the chance americanaudreybitonidaydream to fuck with her patients' heads. Oh god, the audrey acid.
The article was audrey shameless bitoni boosterism about americanaudreybitonidaydream Monica and her lavish success. It american didn't spend a lot of time on technical matters like psychological techniques daydream or success rates. It did not mention that Monica americanaudreybitonidaydream's satisfied, madly audrey style devoted patients american left her services more american screwed up than when they americanaudreybitonidaydream arrived.
Monica knew what the article said because she had pretty american much written it herself. The young journalist that came to interview her had style been unprepared either audrey style for Monica american's looks or her sexual manipulations. With a little help from some pills she slipped into her drink, Monica soon had the girl so dazed american and entranced she hardly knew bitoni her own audrey name. Lolling like an idiot, she americanaudreybitonidaydream opened her laptop and typed americanaudreybitonidaydream up the article right there, as Monica americanaudreybitonidaydream whispered americanaudreybitonidaydream the sentences into her ear.
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