 The petite woman behind the reception desk jumped. "How was lunch amateur, Dr. Sondgaard?" she asked.
 The man did as she instructed, breathing in real deeply three realsquirt times, then letting it out slowly. He seemed a little calmer when real he real was done.
 He waved real a hand. "I performed a ritual. It's a very old, pre- Druidic rite real. It was part of my research realsquirt for my degree in anthropology. I did real it during squirt the planetary alignment a few realsquirt weeks ago, when the ancients believed cosmic forces real were strongest. Did real you know amateur squirt an alignment like squirt that squirt only happens every thousand years? I won't tell you the details of the ritual, but it involves sacrificing small animals and dancing real naked around a stone real circle under a full moon realsquirt."
 He wound down, looking real at real Monica expectantly, hoping for understanding. She arched a squirt delicate eyebrow. Most realsquirt of her patients didn't present such unusual symptoms. She shook squirt off the clinging image of a schoolgirl having public sex real on a bus long enough to realize that he real had concocted an elaborate delusion.
 "I realsquirt must, Damien," Monica insisted. "You have to show me the power, or face up to the fact that it may not exist." This was harsh, but a breakthrough in the first session was a real possibility. She prepared herself for his collapse when the "power" did real not work real. Then they could get at his real realsquirt problem.
 "Please," he said again real. "I don't want to do this."
 "Damien realsquirt you're trying real to avoid the issue. I don't real want to talk about --"
 "So, as long as I'm trying real to make the correct decisions, as long as I'm doing my best, I shouldn't feel bad if temptation gets to me or I make real a mistake now and again."
 "That's the spirit," Monica encouraged him. "You see, you don't real have to carry the weight of the world on your shoulders, regardless of how strange your situation may real be."
 Wait a real minute. Something was wrong. Damien squirt was real still smiling at her, but there was something different realsquirt in his gaze. Something she didn't like real. Wordlessly she got to her feet and went to stand before the full-length mirror along one wall. She used it sometimes, to get real patients realsquirt to "look at themselves." Monica was looking real at herself now real. What she saw amazed her.
 What real had been a drab brown suit was now a squirt shamelessly brief, tight real microskirt amateur squirt, a see real-through real white bodyshirt and an unbuttoned bolero jacket, all in realsquirt the finest silk. The real scarlet jacket had gold buttons and gold trim. The realsquirt outfit clung deliciously to a figure that real clearly wasn amateur squirt't realsquirt hers; not with those spectacular legs, that narrow real waist and dandy bottom realsquirt, or those real frankly enormous breasts that would have looked ridiculous amateur had they not been so squirt high and jutting.
 Monica whirled to face Damien. Her breasts and heels almost realsquirt made her lose her balance. "What -- what amateur squirt have amateur squirt you done." she almost shouted.
 After a real long real moment a squirt breathless voice responded jpeg: "S-Security."
 Monica felt real her stability slipping realsquirt. The whole situation real was too unreal, too impossible realsquirt to grasp. She couldn't stop thinking about amateur sex.
 There was a large, plush sofa on the far side of the outer real office that Monica had never seen before. Yet real she knew it had always been there. Kerri real had arranged the realsquirt low couch to be right in real front real of the glass-topped table amateur squirt that served as her desk, so that male patients could see up her dress real while they waited. That explained why so many patients walked in with a hard-on. Monica shook her head. How did she know this?
 At squirt the moment amateur squirt, the real sofa was occupied. Kerri was on realsquirt the bottom real, or at least a busty centrefold model that looked realsquirt like Kerri, wearing nothing but amateur squirt fishnet stockings and real her trademark black patent sandals with six real-inch real platform heels. She had her legs in the amateur air. She was panting loudly as she was vigorously fucked real by a musclebound man that Monica vaguely recognized.
 Out in the outer office, Kerri began to scream in ecstasy as Mr. Albright brought her jpeg to yet amateur another orgasm. The man caught Monica squirt's eye and winked at her. The door began to real swing real closed slowly.
 Even in her nearly realsquirt hysterical state, Monica real recognized real rationalization. "No, Damien, no," she pleaded realsquirt. "That's the oldest jpeg trick realsquirt in jpeg the real book. To convince yourself that real whatever you real want to do real just happens to be the best realsquirt choice amateur squirt. You're jpeg only deceiving yourself." She spoke in a lilting sing real-song she squirt couldn't amateur squirt seem to do amateur squirt anything about. She brushed long hair real back jpeg from one perfect ear.
 For a squirt moment he seemed to real consider it real. "Well, perhaps so," he said thoughtfully, "but if I bring a real little real more beauty and amateur happiness into the world that can't be all bad. Besides, you are hardly one amateur to complain about bending the rules, the way you have been manipulating men all your real life."
 It took a amateur squirt moment for this information to sink squirt in squirt. "You mean you... take them off... and walk around the rest of the day without any... Good Lord. In my school. And you always wearing your uniform... like real that...." He swallowed.
 The headmaster groaned. He shifted position squirt in his seat, looking uncomfortable. "All right," he said at last. "I see what we will have to do. You are amateur squirt not to remove your undergarments for anyone while you are squirt on the amateur school grounds. Is that understood realsquirt?"
 "Precisely. It is the only real way to ensure that you do real not continue with this preposterous lewdness. We will real begin today real. Bend over and amateur squirt grab your ankles."
 The headmaster studied his precocious student's behind for realsquirt a long time. Monica's skimpy blue panties were much real smaller than the regulation white ones she was supposed to wear. But she had jpeg given those all real away. She liked the way real the new ones slipped up squirt into her crack and real tickled real her while she walked.
 Monica slipped out into the empty hallway. Her boyfriend Damien was there, her realsquirt real boyfriend, the only one who really knew jpeg how to satisfy her. She slipped into jpeg his realsquirt arms. "How did it go, baby?" he asked.
 "Let's go to amateur squirt the storeroom."
 Yet at the same time real she remembered real every detail squirt as well as real anything real that real ever happened to real her. Within real a week the headmaster had been real openly masturbating while he "inspected" her panties, and by the end of the term he had been wearing them. It was all there, as clear as a bell. But...
 Monica leaned back real in real her real plush leather real chair and plopped her amateur squirt four and real a half inch jpeg heels up on real the desk. She was realsquirt wearing her favourite hip-boots, soft jpeg as butter and tight as a realsquirt coat real of paint. She squirt pulled up her brief skirt and ran realsquirt her hand lovingly up and down one black amateur squirt-encased amateur squirt leg squirt.
 The intercom buzzed. Monica amateur squirt flicked the realsquirt talk button with the heel of one boot. "Doctor," came Kerri's voice. "Your one real o'clock just cancelled."
 Something about Damien jpeg got her thinking about a gift jpeg. Not quite knowing why, she opened the real bottom drawer real of her desk. She took out the gleaming rosewood box and flipped open the lid.
 The vibrator inside was exquisitely amateur squirt beautiful. Slender and real elaborately sculpted with smooth bulbs and ridges that promised all manner real of delightful sensations, it was finished in pure gold. Monica gently lifted it out of real the real padded box. It jpeg came alive at her touch. It real's soft hum sounded eager.
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