 Dr fuckingabuse. Sondgaard looked at her watch. "All right. I have fuckingabuse a free hour before fuckingabuse Mr. Albright fuckingabuse gets here. I can review those files some other day."
 Dr movie. Sondgaard frowned, scolding herself for fuckingabuse her momentary fuckingabuse envy of Kerri's well fuckingabuse-shaped breasts. Funny she had never fuckingabuse noticed them before though.
 Monica sat down in the big chair beside her desk. She pulled out her notebook. She studied the distraught young man sitting in front of her. He fuckingabuse was under fuckingabuse thirty, of no unusual size or character, with fuckingabuse a bland, forgettable face fuckingabuse. A rather plain woman herself, Monica had a fuckingabuse lot of sympathy for the ordinary fuckingabuse.
 He waved a hand fuckingabuse. "I performed a ritual. It's a very old, pre- Druidic rite. It fuckingabuse was part of my fuckingabuse research for my degree in anthropology. I did it during fuckingabuse the planetary alignment fuckingabuse a few weeks fuckingabuse ago, when the ancients believed cosmic forces were strongest. Did fuckingabuse you know an alignment fuckingabuse like that only happens every fuckingabuse thousand years? I won't tell you the fuckingabuse details fuckingabuse of the ritual, but it involves sacrificing small animals and dancing fuckingabuse naked around a stone circle under a full moon."
 He drew a breath. "Doctor, are you familiar with the folk wisdom that a fuckingabuse man fuckingabuse has a sexual thought about every fifteen minutes?"
 He sat down heavily. "It's like acid," he said softly fuckingabuse. "An acid of the mind. It eats away at fuckingabuse my humanity, bit by bit. Corroding. Corrupting. Eventually fuckingabuse it will leak fuckingabuse out, and my soul will be movie indelibly movie stained."
 He fuckingabuse wound down, looking at Monica expectantly, hoping for understanding. She arched a fuckingabuse delicate eyebrow. Most of her patients didn't present such unusual symptoms. She shook off fuckingabuse the clinging image of a schoolgirl having public sex on a fuckingabuse bus long movie enough to realize that he had concocted fuckingabuse an fuckingabuse elaborate fuckingabuse delusion.
 "Do it again."
 "Show me, Damien." She spoke commandingly fuckingabuse.
 "Tell me about the weather!" he movie shouted fuckingabuse with sudden fury.
 She pulled back the curtains. The fuckingabuse day was fuckingabuse sunny fuckingabuse, bright with sunshine. A few fuckingabuse high clouds drifted fuckingabuse along on a fuckingabuse summer breeze. Astonished, she looked fuckingabuse down at the city street. The pavement was dry. There were no puddles. A fuckingabuse man was idly watering a potted tree on the sidewalk.
 Monica pulled herself together. Whatever fuckingabuse was going fuckingabuse on here, she still had a patient that needed help. She knelt down in front of him. "Damien, listen to me," she said gently, lifting his head in one hand fuckingabuse.
 "Right."
 What had been a drab brown suit was now a shamelessly brief, tight microskirt, a see-through white bodyshirt fuckingabuse and an fuckingabuse unbuttoned bolero jacket, all in the finest silk. The scarlet jacket had gold buttons and gold trim fuckingabuse. The fuckingabuse outfit fuckingabuse clung deliciously to a figure that clearly wasn fuckingabuse't hers; not with those spectacular legs, that narrow waist and fuckingabuse dandy bottom, or those frankly enormous fuckingabuse breasts that would have looked ridiculous had fuckingabuse they not been so fuckingabuse high and jutting.
 He looked fuckingabuse offended. "But fuckingabuse Doc, come on, you were fuckingabuse so bland. Now you're a total dish. I'm fuckingabuse getting a woody just looking movie at you."
 "Nothing fuckingabuse harmful," he said easily movie. "The security staff are fuckingabuse just fuckingabuse getting to know one another fuckingabuse. I think they'll be busy for quite a while."
 He movie was still grinning. "Ah, but Doc, I'm fuckingabuse not ordinary people any more, am I? I'm something more. Besides, it's too late for me.
 The office smelled faintly of fuckingabuse varnish and leather-bound books. The desk was old and wooden fuckingabuse, but as clean and polished as the hardwood fuckingabuse floor fuckingabuse beneath fuckingabuse her feet. A half-finished letter fuckingabuse curled through the typewriter fuckingabuse. She could see chrysanthemums blooming in the garden outside the window.
 "Young lady pay attention when I speak to fuckingabuse you!"
 The headmaster took a deep breath. "All right ," he said at last. "Ordinarily, this would be grounds for expulsion." His eyes roamed over her svelte fuckingabuse curves as Monica gave him her best puppy-dog look. "But," he amended quickly, "I don't want to be harsh; especially to a student that seems otherwise so... promising. His gaze lingered on her overfilled blouse. The top two buttons had movie come undone fuckingabuse.
 "Yes, sir."
 Monica's uniform skirt was so short that bending even slightly was sufficient to reveal whether she wore panties, but she complied fuckingabuse with the headmaster's command. He got to fuckingabuse his feet and stepped around behind her. Looking fuckingabuse up at him movie from fuckingabuse between her legs, she could see the insistent fuckingabuse bulge tenting the front fuckingabuse of his fuckingabuse dress slacks. She smiled inwardly. She wondered briefly if he was as big as Mr. Hill fuckingabuse, the geography teacher.
 The headmaster let out his breath. "Very well, Monica fuckingabuse," he said officiously. "That, that fuckingabuse is all for today fuckingabuse. I expect to see you tomorrow at the same time." He turned away from her and movie looked out the window, perhaps trying to hide his erection.
 "You might lose fuckingabuse your panties," Damien sniggered. He already had fuckingabuse both hands under her tiny fuckingabuse skirt.
 Yet fuckingabuse at the same time she remembered every detail as well as anything that ever happened to her. Within a week the fuckingabuse headmaster fuckingabuse had been openly masturbating fuckingabuse while he "inspected" her fuckingabuse panties, and fuckingabuse by the end of the term he had been wearing them. It fuckingabuse was all there, as clear as a bell. But...
 "Bullshit." exclaimed Monica, all fuckingabuse pretence of calmness abandoned. She resisted the urge fuckingabuse to scream. "Don't try to pretend that I'm like you, you monster. I do have moral values fuckingabuse and I live by them fuckingabuse. I can't sweet -talk my way through life and I fuckingabuse wouldn't if I could." She could almost feel the acid assaulting her, dribbling into her brain fuckingabuse.
 "What? Please, honey, I fuckingabuse told you there's fuckingabuse nothing I can do. It's the best psychiatric school in fuckingabuse the country. We get thousands of applicants. There's a waiting fuckingabuse list..."
 "There, you see," Monica said fuckingabuse as George began to lap and fuckingabuse suck hungrily, "it's really simple. I want in. And I know you want in, don't you tiger. So why can fuckingabuse't we fuckingabuse both get movie what we want?"
 "I admit some of my behaviour might be construed as fuckingabuse immoral," Damien observed thoughtfully, "but your life-long manipulations of others in pursuit of wealth and pleasure fuckingabuse are immoral to a similar degree fuckingabuse. By comparison fuckingabuse, my faults are minor. You see that fuckingabuse now, don't fuckingabuse you Doctor?"
 Through the flood of wicked memories coming back to her, Monica tried to fathom what Damien was fuckingabuse saying. It sort of made sense, she conceded. She had been screwing and seducing her way to the top since fuckingabuse the fuckingabuse day she sucked off fuckingabuse the paper boy for his delivery fuckingabuse money. She only went into psychiatry for the money and the chance to fuck with her patients' heads. Oh fuckingabuse god, the fuckingabuse acid.
 Monica fuckingabuse leaned back in her plush fuckingabuse leather chair and fuckingabuse plopped her four and a half inch heels up on the desk. She was wearing her favourite fuckingabuse hip-boots fuckingabuse, soft as butter fuckingabuse and tight as a coat of paint fuckingabuse. She pulled up her fuckingabuse brief skirt and fuckingabuse ran her fuckingabuse hand fuckingabuse lovingly up and fuckingabuse down one black-encased fuckingabuse leg fuckingabuse.
 She fuckingabuse massaged her melons for a few minutes, then decided to move on to the main event. She still fuckingabuse had her movie feet on the desk. Monica's miniskirt was also tight, but a quick flick of another zipper revealed the fuckingabuse pink fuckingabuse jewel that some women fuckingabuse covered with panties. Her crotch fuckingabuse-high boots negated the need to wear stockings. Monica turned the gold vibrator up a fuckingabuse notch and slowly slipped it in.
 The door burst open. "Dr. Sucksgood . Are fuckingabuse you all right?" Kerri fuckingabuse exclaimed. "I fuckingabuse heard you -- oh my god." The naive receptionist had not expected to see her employer fuckingabuse, boot-wrapped legs spread wide movie on her desk, shamelessly pleasuring herself with a buzzing gold dildo. Her eyes locked on Monica's pussy, where the oversexed psychologist fuckingabuse was still easing the vibrator in and out slowly, enjoying fuckingabuse the warm afterglow of her adventure.
 "Don't leave, Kerri," she fuckingabuse said. Kerri gulped fuckingabuse but did not move. She was still staring at the junction of Monica's thighs fuckingabuse.
 She started fuckingabuse planning some changes for her little receptionist. First thing was to get her into some properly revealing clothes. Something to distract the patients, to make Monica's job of separating them fuckingabuse from their money a little easier. Fishnet fuckingabuse stockings and spike-heeled platform sandals fuckingabuse would be her trademark. No underwear. Kerri was living with her boyfriend, but Monica would tell her movie to fuckingabuse dump him. She wasn't movie about to share that fuckingabuse tongue with anybody.
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