The petite woman behind the reception desk jumped. "How was lunch groupgonzo, Dr. Sondgaard?" she asked.
"Well now," she said groupgonzo, settling into her professional demeanour groupgonzo, "Damien, is it? I'm Dr. Monica Sondgaard." She extended a hand. The other man shook groupgonzo it but said nothing.
He waved a hand. "I performed a ritual groupgonzo. It's a very old, pre- Druidic rite. It was part of my research for my degree in groupgonzo anthropology. I did it during the planetary alignment a few weeks ago, when the ancients believed cosmic forces were strongest groupgonzo. Did you know an alignment like that only happens every groupgonzo thousand years? I won't tell you the details groupgonzo of the ritual, but it involves sacrificing small animals and dancing naked groupgonzo around a stone circle under pictures a full moon."
"I know this is all groupgonzo true. Yet the effort of not using the power is getting to be groupgonzo more than I can bear. I can feel the power groupgonzo inside me: tempting groupgonzo me, eroding my willpower groupgonzo, wearing away at my groupgonzo moral convictions."
She flipped the coin, let groupgonzo it land on groupgonzo her desk groupgonzo. It did come down heads. "That's groupgonzo not very impressive," she said groupgonzo. "Fifty-fifty chance."
Heads.
The trick with the coin was impressive. Did he know in advance the coin groupgonzo was not fair? Had he switched coins somehow? There were any number of ways groupgonzo he could be fooling her. The question was, why groupgonzo? Some people liked groupgonzo to visit therapists groupgonzo for groupgonzo the attention, toying with groupgonzo them without any interest in treatment, but this man did not seem like groupgonzo that type.
Dr . Sondgaard groupgonzo smiled groupgonzo indulgently. "OK, Damien. Let's allow that you can influence how this coin comes down. That's hardly a demonstration of supernatural power. Can't you do a little better groupgonzo?"
Oh boy, Monica thought privately. This was getting weird. "OK, Damien groupgonzo. We'll work this out together. So groupgonzo far though, your conviction has not matched the evidence. All I've seen groupgonzo you do is a groupgonzo coin trick. You will have to groupgonzo do better groupgonzo than that to convince me."
"Go to the window. Look outside." He groupgonzo was calm again.
Damien looked at her, his expression groupgonzo blank. It occurred to groupgonzo Monica groupgonzo that in this position he could groupgonzo effortlessly look up her skirt to the tops of her groupgonzo stockings and even her high-cut lace panties, but she decided not to do anything about it. Maybe a little groupgonzo tease would help bring him out of his withdrawal. She took a deep breath, feeling her groupgonzo round breasts pressing against her sheer groupgonzo silk blouse.
"I'm as confused about this groupgonzo as you groupgonzo are. Nevertheless groupgonzo we are going to work this out together. Understand? Whether your power is real is hardly the point groupgonzo. It's real to you and that's groupgonzo what matters."
"Yes, but the temptation, the groupgonzo temptation will always be there."
What had been a drab brown suit was groupgonzo now groupgonzo a shamelessly brief, tight microskirt groupgonzo, a see-through white bodyshirt and an unbuttoned bolero jacket, all groupgonzo in the finest silk. The scarlet jacket had gold buttons and gold trim groupgonzo. The groupgonzo outfit clung deliciously to groupgonzo a figure groupgonzo that clearly wasn't hers; not with those spectacular legs, that groupgonzo narrow waist and dandy bottom, or those frankly enormous breasts that groupgonzo would have looked ridiculous had they not been so high and jutting.
"This groupgonzo is Dr. Sucksgood, I mean Sondgaard, in 319. I need a security detail, on the double." Damn, her voice sounded so sexy.
She tried again. "The point groupgonzo is, just because you have slipped once, given into temptation, doesn't groupgonzo mean your cause is lost. You can admit a mistake groupgonzo, fix it and groupgonzo carry on groupgonzo. That's what we all do. Remember a few minutes ago we talked about ordinary groupgonzo people groupgonzo doing the best that we can? That's what groupgonzo you need to remember groupgonzo."
There groupgonzo was a large, plush sofa on the far groupgonzo side of groupgonzo the outer office that Monica had never groupgonzo seen before. Yet she knew it had always been there. Kerri had arranged the low couch to be right in front of the glass-topped table that served as her desk, so that male patients groupgonzo could see up her dress while they waited. That explained why so many patients groupgonzo walked in groupgonzo with groupgonzo a hard-on. Monica shook her head. How did she know groupgonzo this?
Monica groupgonzo felt her panties moisten groupgonzo. The sight of the two lovers bucking and pumping in her office instantly turned on her juices, as virtually anything sexual always did. No, wait, he had groupgonzo changed that too. She pictures grimaced, struggling to remember groupgonzo what was real and groupgonzo what groupgonzo was Damien's artifice.
She considered groupgonzo jumping him, maybe catching him by surprise, but she was certain she could not do groupgonzo that. She didn't know why pictures. All she knew for groupgonzo certain was that Damien groupgonzo's power, whatever it groupgonzo was, was immense pictures and groupgonzo real, and that she groupgonzo dearly loved to fuck.
Monica jumped, and turned back to what the groupgonzo headmaster was groupgonzo saying. "S-sorry sir," she said nervously.
The groupgonzo headmaster leaned forward urgently. "Tell me the truth now, girl pictures. Is it true that you have been giving -- no, selling groupgonzo! -- selling your... undergarments to groupgonzo the boys in your class?"
Monica slipped out into groupgonzo the empty hallway. Her boyfriend Damien groupgonzo was there, her real boyfriend, the only one groupgonzo who really knew how to satisfy her. She slipped into his groupgonzo arms. "How did it go, baby?" he asked.
"Bullshit." exclaimed groupgonzo Monica, all pretence groupgonzo of calmness abandoned. She groupgonzo resisted the urge to scream. "Don't try to pretend that groupgonzo I groupgonzo'm like you, you groupgonzo monster. I do have groupgonzo moral values and I groupgonzo live by them. I can't sweet-talk my way through life and I wouldn't if pictures I could." She could almost feel the groupgonzo acid assaulting her, dribbling into her groupgonzo brain.
Her patient got to his feet, idly kicking Alicia aside. She giggled like a foolish girl. Damien said groupgonzo: "Sorry Doctor groupgonzo, I think it's time for me to go. You groupgonzo have groupgonzo a lot of groupgonzo reminiscing to do."
The article was shameless groupgonzo boosterism about Monica and her groupgonzo lavish success. It didn't spend groupgonzo a lot of time groupgonzo on technical matters like psychological techniques or success rates. It did not mention that Monica's satisfied, madly devoted patients left her services more screwed up than when they arrived.
"Thanks, Kerri," Monica replied . Her appointment at groupgonzo one was a man named Damien. He hadn't said much when he booked the appointment, except that groupgonzo his problem was unusual.
The vibrator inside was groupgonzo exquisitely groupgonzo beautiful groupgonzo. Slender and elaborately sculpted with groupgonzo smooth pictures bulbs and ridges that promised groupgonzo all manner of delightful sensations, it was finished in pure gold. Monica gently lifted groupgonzo it out of the padded box. It groupgonzo came alive at her touch. It's soft hum sounded eager.
There was another groupgonzo gift. How did she know that? Feeling orgasm approaching like a runaway groupgonzo freight-train she grappled groggily groupgonzo with a half-memory. Another gift. It was... just outside groupgonzo the door. Monica screamed outright as her gold companion brought her to a pictures splendid peak.
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