 Anyone teenx could see that the man was in distress; it didn't take a teenx psychologist to figure that out. The first thing was to get him calmed teenx down a teenx little, Monica decided teenx, work teenx through the crisis, then teenx look at the long-term situation. It didn't teenx help teenx that he had hardly teenx said a word images since teenx he came in teenx.
 He drew a breath teenx. "Doctor, are you familiar with the folk wisdom that teenx a man has a sexual teenx thought about every fifteen minutes?"
 He teenx sat down heavily. "It teenx's teenx like teenx acid," he said softly. "An acid of the mind teenx. It eats away at my humanity, bit by bit. Corroding. Corrupting. Eventually it will leak out, and my soul will be indelibly stained."
 The teenx man thought about it for a moment teenx. "Do you teenx have a coin?" he teenx asked teenx.
 Monica opened her desk drawer and pulled out teenx a 500 lira coin, a memento from a trip to Italy. "Flip it teenx," Damien said, "it will come down heads."
 She flipped the coin, let it land on teenx her desk. It teenx did come down heads. "That's teenx not very impressive," she said. "Fifty-fifty chance teenx."
 Monica shrugged and flipped again. It teenx came up heads.
 "Again." Heads teenx once more.
 The trick teenx with the coin was impressive teenx. Did he know in advance the teenx coin was not fair? Had he switched coins somehow? There were any number of ways he could be fooling her. The question was, why? Some people liked to visit teenx therapists for the attention teenx, toying with them without any teenx interest teenx in treatment, but teenx this man did not seem like that type.
 Monica dropped teenx the curtain. She stepped back so fast images she almost fell off her high heels teenx. She turned toward the teenx door, where she had hung teenx up her raincoat and umbrella when teenx she came in. There was no umbrella teenx. In fact, there images was no umbrella stand. On the coat rack was a little red hat. It exactly matched the daring red ensemble she was wearing.
 What was going on? For teenx a brief moment, Monica just stood there, dumbfounded . It had been pouring rain. She remembered distinctly teenx. There was no umbrella stand. "What.... how...?" she stammered.
 Damien looked at her, his expression blank teenx. It occurred to teenx Monica that in teenx this position teenx he could effortlessly teenx look up her skirt to the tops of her stockings and even her teenx high-cut lace teenx panties, but she decided not to do teenx anything about it. Maybe a little tease would help bring him out teenx of teenx his withdrawal. She took a deep breath, feeling her teenx round breasts pressing teenx against images her sheer silk blouse.
 "What do you teenx mean?" He sounded interested.
 "That's the spirit," Monica encouraged him. "You see, you don't teenx have to carry the weight of the world on your shoulders, regardless of how strange your situation may be."
 Wait a minute. Something was wrong. Damien was still smiling at her, but there teenx was teenx something different in his teenx gaze. Something she didn't like. Wordlessly she got teenx to her teenx feet and went to stand before the full teenx-length mirror teenx along one wall. She used it teenx sometimes, to get patients to teenx "look at themselves." Monica was looking at herself now . What she saw amazed her.
 The woman in teenx the mirror teenx was her teenx, but it teenx was not her. It was like an erotic caricature of herself, a cartoon drawn by a horny teenager with a teenx vivid imagination. Her hair teenx was long, thick and wavy, her lips teenx pouty and red. Big hazel eyes teenx smouldered back teenx at her from underneath long lashes.
 What had been a drab brown suit was now a shamelessly brief, tight teenx microskirt, a see-through white bodyshirt and an unbuttoned bolero jacket, all in images the finest teenx silk. The scarlet jacket had gold buttons and gold trim. The outfit clung deliciously to a figure that clearly wasn't teenx hers; not with those spectacular teenx legs, that narrow waist and dandy bottom, or those frankly enormous breasts teenx that would have looked ridiculous had they teenx not been so teenx high and jutting.
 Monica fought down a wave images of hysteria. "Stop this! Stop -- Change teenx me teenx back!" she demanded. Her voice images was deep and soft as velvet.
 "Look, Damien," she teenx said urgently , "You can teenx fight this. You don't have to give in to the temptation. These -- what you've done to teenx me is just childishness. It teenx's teenx a teenx selfish indulgence, like masturbation. It 's images like when I slip two fingers into my cunny on teenx the train and try to get myself off without teenx anybody noticing." Dammit teenx.
 She tried again. "The point is, just teenx because you have slipped once, given into temptation, doesn't mean your cause is lost teenx. You can admit a teenx mistake , fix it and carry teenx on. That teenx's what we all do. Remember a few minutes ago teenx we talked teenx about ordinary people doing the teenx best teenx that we can? That's what you need teenx to remember."
 "I'm Professor Alicia Cummins. Damien's graduate supervisor." Monica stared at her in shock. Yummy tits teenx, but not as big images as mine, she thought smugly teenx.
 The blonde was shaking her head sadly teenx. "I'm sorry Dr. Sondgaard, I can't do that teenx," she explained. She was wearing black, thigh-high boots, the tightest Monica had ever seen. The sleek leather teenx glistened images as she sidled up to where Damien was sitting, managing her high-high heels with an teenx ease that could teenx only come from long practice. Just watching her made Monica tingle.
 "Yes , sir," Monica said. She shifted position a little and the headmaster's attention came back to her flaring thighs images.
 Monica twirled a teenx strand of lustrous brown hair around one finger. "Uhm, usually two pounds or so, but five pounds if I'd just teenx come back from gym class teenx."
 "Yes, sir."
 Monica giggled. "I own teenx him," she whispered, nibbling teenx on his teenx ear teenx. "He's probably in there stroking himself right now." She kissed him deeply. "I'm so turned on," she whispered, many seconds images later teenx.
 A teenx chilling thought passed through teenx her. Damien likened his power to an unstoppable acid, eating away at teenx his teenx mind. Leaking out. Corroding everything it encountered teenx. She gripped the back teenx of her chair teenx for support.
 "Bullshit teenx." exclaimed Monica, all teenx pretence of calmness abandoned teenx. She resisted the urge to scream. "Don teenx't try to pretend that I'm like you, you monster. I do have moral values and I teenx live by them . I can't sweet-talk my way through life and I wouldn't if I could teenx." She could almost feel the acid teenx assaulting her teenx, dribbling teenx into her brain.
 "Georgy," Monica whispered a few minutes later teenx, "remember what teenx we talked about the other day?"
 The older teenx man was gasping for breath. "Monica teenx, darling... please... It, it's not that uh! oh teenx god, not that easy. You need uhn, transcripts teenx and, and teenx r-references..."
 George made an incoherent teenx sound from between Monica's melons. His scrubs slipped down around his ankles.
 "Oh sweet teenx heaven how could I have forgotten that," Monica gasped teenx, her face flushed with heat. She collapsed into her chair teenx, breathing hard. She ran one hand over teenx her stupendous teenx chest, feeling the hard, sensitive nipples. Acid. There was acid everywhere now, flooding teenx her mind, eating away at her teenx resolve, dissolving her conscience into smoke.
 "I admit some of my behaviour might be construed as immoral teenx," Damien observed thoughtfully images, "but your life-long manipulations of others in pursuit teenx of wealth and pleasure teenx are immoral images to a similar degree. By comparison, my faults are minor. You see that now teenx, don't teenx you Doctor teenx?"
 "Damien, I...uh, yes, I believe you may be right teenx, after all. You have teenx as much teenx right to use your teenx ability to find happiness as anyone else and... and... oh teenx screw it I teenx'm so fucking horny teenx." Throwing decorum to the wind, the eye teenx-popping psychologist jammed teenx one hand teenx down teenx under her silk panties teenx while the other explored the immense teenx, warm spheres of teenx her tits. "Damien teenx, you superhuman monster, please images, let's fuck teenx. God I need your cock so bad."
 They opened the door to the outer office. Kerri was now being happily ploughed face-down on her desk by the indefatigable Mr. Albright. Her enormous breasts kept her body suspended several inches above teenx the desk. Files and papers littered the floor teenx.
 The intercom teenx buzzed. Monica flicked the talk button with the teenx heel of one boot. "Doctor," came Kerri's voice. "Your one teenx o'clock just cancelled."
 Monica felt a twinge teenx of guilt about what she had planned teenx for poor teenx Kerri. It passed quickly teenx. After all, everybody was basically selfish, trying teenx to get ahead of the system a little, gain some personal advantage. She was just a little better at beating the system than most people.
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