"Kerri, please tell me nothing has come up while I was out."
"So you believe you pornwannabe now have an pornwannabe exceptional pornwannabe mental ability. You can change pornwannabe things pornwannabe around you pornwannabe, I think you said? So what exactly is the problem?"
"Those thoughts are mostly pretty harmless, right? They're momentary fantasies. A man sees a pretty girl on the street and he thinks, 'wow, nice ass. I wonder what pornwannabe she would look like bending over on a diving board.' A moment later he has forgotten all about it."
He was becoming increasingly agitated. He got pornwannabe up from the couch and began pornwannabe to pace back and forth, gesticulating as he spoke. "This pornwannabe power of mine, this thing in pornwannabe my head, it works just like that. I don't pornwannabe have to do anything. I just have to want pornwannabe something to change, and it changes pornwannabe."
He sat down pornwannabe heavily. "It's like acid pornwannabe," he pornwannabe said pornwannabe softly. "An acid of the mind. It eats away pornwannabe at my humanity, bit by bit. Corroding. Corrupting. Eventually it will leak out, and my soul will be indelibly stained."
He pornwannabe wound down, looking at Monica expectantly, hoping for understanding . She arched a delicate eyebrow. Most of her pornwannabe patients didn't present such unusual symptoms. She shook off pornwannabe the clinging image of a schoolgirl having public pornwannabe sex on a bus long enough to realize that he had concocted an elaborate pornwannabe delusion.
She said: "If pornwannabe your new pornwannabe power is too corruptive to use, then how do you know it really exists?" It was time pornwannabe to challenge his contorted perception pornwannabe.
Monica sat down pornwannabe again. She noticed pornwannabe his eyes on her nylons but decided not to pull down her miniskirt. Let him look. Better pornwannabe men pornwannabe should admire her shapely legs than ignore her small chest.
Something in her tone roused him. He looked at her, considering pornwannabe. "The pornwannabe, the weather , what's it like?"
Monica watched pornwannabe him, taken aback. She thought about the button on her desk, the one that summoned security. You never knew.
She smiled pornwannabe. "Well pornwannabe, you're here now, so pornwannabe let's see if pornwannabe I pornwannabe can help you." She pornwannabe stayed on her knees a tad longer pornwannabe than she needed pornwannabe to. It was fun to pornwannabe have a man looking at her tits.
"As it is for all of us. Remember Damien pornwannabe, you had pornwannabe your moral values pornwannabe established pornwannabe before you received this welcome gift, or whatever it is. You still have that beacon pornwannabe to guide pornwannabe you. The very fact that pornwannabe you are pornwannabe so distraught about what you have pornwannabe not even done yet proves pornwannabe that you are a man of strong moral character. Use that strength to steer your use of the power pornwannabe."
Monica pornwannabe felt one of those rare moments of satisfaction that came from pornwannabe knowing she pornwannabe had used her skills to genuinely help somebody. It was a pornwannabe good feeling, like the contented buzz she got from sucking cock.
Unexpectedly, the image of Damien's hard-on sent a thrill pornwannabe of excitement pornwannabe through her pornwannabe. She set her jaw. She marched over to the desk, four-inch heels sinking into the plush carpet, and jabbed pornwannabe the emergency button on the pornwannabe intercom. Her pornwannabe fingernail was flawlessly polished.
Monica felt her pornwannabe stability slipping pornwannabe. The pornwannabe whole situation was too unreal, too pornwannabe impossible pornwannabe to grasp pornwannabe. She couldn't stop thinking about sex.
"That's Mr. Albright, your two-o'clock pornwannabe," Damien pornwannabe supplied. "I helped him a little with his shyness pornwannabe and agoraphobia. Of course, a nine-inch cock and sheer animal magnetism pornwannabe that few women can resist will help a lot too."
Holding on to her pornwannabe sanity with a pornwannabe slender thread, Monica considered pornwannabe her options. Damien was clearly insane. The conflict between his pornwannabe conscience and his ability welcome had driven him mad. The acid had indeed pornwannabe stained his soul welcome.
Even in her nearly hysterical pornwannabe state, Monica recognized rationalization. "No pornwannabe, Damien, no," she pleaded. "That's the oldest trick in the book. To convince yourself pornwannabe that whatever you want to do just happens to be the best choice. You're only deceiving yourself ." She spoke in a lilting sing-song pornwannabe she couldn't seem to do anything pornwannabe about. She brushed long hair back from one perfect pornwannabe ear.
For a moment he seemed pornwannabe to consider it . "Well, perhaps so," he said thoughtfully, "but if I bring a little more beauty and happiness pornwannabe into the world that can't be pornwannabe all bad. Besides, you are hardly one to complain about bending the rules pornwannabe, the way you pornwannabe have been manipulating men all pornwannabe your life."
"Young lady pay attention when I pornwannabe speak to you."
Monica jumped pornwannabe, and turned back pornwannabe to what the headmaster pornwannabe was saying pornwannabe. "S-sorry sir," she said nervously.
"Yes, sir," Monica said contritely. She was standing in front of his desk in her school uniform, a starched white blouse and plaid kilt, knee-socks and patent pornwannabe black mary-janes. At sixteen she was tall for pornwannabe her age and exceptionally pornwannabe well developed . Her thin pornwannabe blouse strained over bursting breasts that were already the envy of every girl pornwannabe in the school.
Monica looked down at her shoes for a moment. The polish was so pornwannabe keen she could see her reflection. She gave him her best apologetic look pornwannabe, the one that worked so well on pornwannabe all her teachers. "Wellll, not all of them, sir. Only ... my panties."
The headmaster took a deep pornwannabe breath. "All right," he said at last. "Ordinarily, this would be pornwannabe grounds for welcome expulsion." His eyes roamed over her svelte curves as pornwannabe Monica gave him her best puppy-dog look pornwannabe. "But," he amended quickly, "I pornwannabe don't want to be harsh pornwannabe; especially to a student that seems otherwise so... promising. His gaze pornwannabe lingered on her overfilled blouse. The top two buttons had come undone.
"Tell me pornwannabe, so I can understand the extent of this indecency, how many boys were... buying your panties?"
"And to ensure your compliance, you will report to my office pornwannabe once each day pornwannabe for inspection."
"Inspection? Sir?"
The headmaster studied pornwannabe his precocious pornwannabe student's behind pornwannabe for a long time . Monica's skimpy blue pornwannabe panties were pornwannabe much smaller than the pornwannabe regulation white pornwannabe ones she was pornwannabe supposed to wear. But pornwannabe she pornwannabe had given those all away. She liked the way pornwannabe the new pornwannabe ones slipped up into her crack and tickled her while pornwannabe she walked.
Monica pornwannabe giggled. "I own him," she whispered, nibbling on his ear. "He's probably in pornwannabe there stroking pornwannabe himself pornwannabe right now." She kissed him deeply. "I pornwannabe'm so turned on," she pornwannabe whispered, many seconds later.
"But you have, Doctor ," Damien insisted. Abruptly he grabbed Alicia by the shoulders and pushed her onto the carpet, the way pornwannabe a man would toss a cat off pornwannabe his lap. Immediately she crawled back and wrapped herself serenely around one leg. "You have been using your pornwannabe feminine charms to satisfy your own pornwannabe desires your whole life. Don't pornwannabe you remember?"
One delicate hand slipped down into his scrubs. "But you're the head of the whole school, Georgy welcome," Monica pornwannabe purred. "You can pornwannabe let in whoever you pornwannabe want, can't you? Couldn't pornwannabe you make one little exception, just for me?"
The older man was pornwannabe gasping for breath welcome. "Monica, darling... please... It, it's not that uh. oh god pornwannabe, not that easy. You need uhn, transcripts and pornwannabe, and pornwannabe r-references..."
"Oh sweet pornwannabe heaven how could I have forgotten that," Monica gasped pornwannabe, her face flushed with heat pornwannabe. She collapsed into pornwannabe her chair, breathing hard. She ran one hand over her stupendous chest, feeling the hard, sensitive nipples. Acid pornwannabe. There was acid everywhere now, flooding her mind, eating away welcome at her resolve, dissolving pornwannabe her conscience into smoke.
They opened the door to the outer office. Kerri was now pornwannabe being happily ploughed face-down on welcome her welcome desk by the indefatigable Mr. Albright. Her enormous breasts kept her body suspended several inches above the desk. Files pornwannabe and papers pornwannabe littered the floor.
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