 Dr. Sondgaard looked at her watch. "All right. I have a free hour before Mr. Albright gets here. I can review adult those files some adult other day."
 "Well now," she flics said, settling into her professional demeanour, "Damien, is it? I'm adultflics Dr. Monica Sondgaard." She extended a jpeg hand. The other man adultflics shook it but said nothing.
 The slender brunette flicked a speck of dust off her designer suit. She wrote "delusional?" in adult her notebook. "I see adultflics," she said, although she didn adult't. "You have some special mental ability. Where adult did this, uhm, "power" come from adult?"
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 "Because that is my whole problem. This power of mine, it doesn't jpeg just reside in my conscious mind, it's in my unconscious mind too. It adult's become an integral part of my being. Look, how adult do you raise your arm? You don't think about it, you just do it. You want your arm to be adult raised, and jpeg your unconscious mind takes care adult theater of the details."
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 Monica shrugged and flipped again. It came up adult heads.
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 Damien was leaning over adultflics, his hands clasped in his lap. "I asked you not to make me do that. Oh adult god, it's so damned easy adultflics."
 After a moment she got to her 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 jpeg dainty red sandal adultflics dangled off her toes. She knew adultflics she looked good theater.
 "Right."
 "That adult's the spirit," Monica encouraged him. "You see, you don't have to carry the weight of the world adultflics on your shoulders, regardless of how strange your situation adultflics may be."
 She adult noticed his gaze lingering on her titanic titties adult again flics. She loved adult the way men were always adultflics staring at her chest. That was why she wore --
 What had been adult a drab brown adultflics suit was now a shamelessly brief, tight adult microskirt, a see-through jpeg white bodyshirt adult and an unbuttoned bolero jacket, all in the finest silk. The scarlet adult jacket flics had gold buttons and gold trim. The outfit clung deliciously to a figure that clearly wasn't hers; not with those spectacular legs, that narrow adult waist and dandy bottom, or adult theater those frankly enormous adult breasts that would have looked ridiculous had they not been so high adultflics and jutting.
 After a long moment a breathless adult theater voice responded: "S-Security."
 A new chill went down flics Monica's spine. "What -- what did you do to jpeg your supervisor?" she asked, her voice trembling flics.
 "That's adult Mr. Albright, your two-o'clock," Damien adult theater supplied. "I helped him a adult little with his shyness and agoraphobia. Of adult course adult, a nine-inch cock and sheer animal magnetism adult that few women can resist will help a lot too."
 "Oh dear Lord adult," the headmaster said. He flics was a strong-looking adult man with brown hair greying at the temples adult. "You adult have actually adult been selling adult your panties. Here adultflics in the school. Why, what kind of... Where adult do you adult change your... your panties so adult you adult can adult give the old ones away?"
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 It took a moment for this information to sink flics in. "You flics mean adultflics you adult... take them off... and adultflics walk around adult the rest of adult the day without any... Good Lord. In flics my school. And you always wearing your uniform... like adult theater that...." He swallowed theater.
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 "Yes, sir."
 The headmaster let out his breath adult. "Very well, Monica," he said officiously. "That, that is adult all for today. I expect to adult see you tomorrow at the same time." He turned away from adult her and jpeg looked out the window, perhaps adult trying to hide his erection.
 "You might lose your panties," Damien sniggered. He already had both adultflics hands under her tiny skirt.
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 "I theater admit some of my behaviour might be construed as immoral," Damien adult observed thoughtfully, "but your life-long manipulations of others adult in pursuit of wealth and pleasure adult are immoral to a similar degree. By comparison, my faults are minor. You see that now adult, don't you Doctor?"
 "Damien, I adultflics...uh, yes adult, I believe you may be right adult, after all. You have as much right to adult use your ability jpeg to find happiness as anyone adult else and... and... oh adult screw adultflics it I adult'm so fucking horny." Throwing decorum to the wind, the eye-popping psychologist jammed one adult theater hand down under adultflics her adult silk adult panties while the other explored the immense, warm spheres of flics her tits. "Damien theater, you superhuman monster, please, let's fuck. God I need your cock so bad."
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