Monica sat down in the big chair beside her desk. She pulled out cute her notebook. She cute studied the distraught young cute man sitting in front of her. He was under thirty, of cute no unusual size or character, with a bland, forgettable face. A rather plain woman herself girl, Monica had a lot girl of sympathy for the ordinary.

The cuteteengirls-clubseventeen slender brunette flicked a speck cute of dust girl gone wild off her designer suit. She wrote "delusional?" in cuteteengirls-clubseventeen her notebook. "I see," she said, although teen she didn't girls. "You have some special teen mental ability. Where did this, uhm, "power" come from?"

"Those cuteteengirls-clubseventeen thoughts are mostly girl pretty harmless, right? They're momentary fantasies. A man sees a pretty girl wild on the street and he thinks, 'wow, nice ass. I wonder cuteteengirls-clubseventeen what she would look like bending girl gone wild over on a diving board.' A moment girls later he has forgotten all about it."

"But what if he could fulfil these fantasies, however fleeting? What if he girl could make the girl stop and strip girl gone wild and bend over so he could admire cuteteengirls-clubseventeen her behind? What if cute he could here make a sexy schoolgirl jump wild into his lap girl gone wild on the bus and make out with him until her stop? Better yet, what if he could here transform seventeen any ordinary schoolgirl into cute a teenage cute sexpot and have her fuck him on the girl bus cuteteengirls-clubseventeen in front of everybody. What if he could instantly fulfil all the selfish cuteteengirls-clubseventeen, base, lustful desires that float around girl gone wild in the bilgewater of everybody girl gone wild's girl gone wild unconscious mind? What would become of him then?"

"Do cuteteengirls-clubseventeen you have any idea what a girl burden that is? The teen world as girl gone wild we know it would wild collapse if we could all indulge our selfish whims. I have to guard my thoughts every minute, lest girl gone wild one of my subconscious desires suddenly come true teen. Every time I see wild a pretty gone girl I have to concentrate on here not thinking about her. I can't go teen into a bank because wild I'm afraid I'll have girl gone wild a stray teen thought and someone will gone start cuteteengirls-clubseventeen giving me money. It's the curse of the Midas touch, to the second power."

He wound down, looking at Monica expectantly, hoping for understanding here. She arched a delicate eyebrow. Most of her patients didn't present such cute unusual cute symptoms. She shook cute off the clinging cute image of a schoolgirl having public sex on a bus long enough gone to realize that he seventeen had concocted an elaborate delusion.

"Because I already have," he girl said seventeen quietly.

Something about the way he said that here troubled Monica cuteteengirls-clubseventeen. She decided to press on.

The man thought about cute it cuteteengirls-clubseventeen for a moment. "Do you have a coin?" he asked.

Monica opened her desk drawer and pulled out a 500 lira wild coin, a memento from a trip to Italy. "Flip it," Damien said, "it will come down heads."

"Do it again."

Monica shrugged and flipped again. It cuteteengirls-clubseventeen came up cute heads.

"Again." Heads once more.

She tossed the coin on the desk. It landed heads up. For a moment it looked like the figure embossed on the coin was laughing.

"Yes teen," he replied. "I don cute't want to. That's my cute whole point. It's too easy to use the power. It teen's seductive. Sure, just try one little thing. One small change. Make your life a little wild easier cuteteengirls-clubseventeen. Let a bit girl gone wild of girl gone wild the acid teen out." He shook his head.

Monica watched teen him, taken aback. She thought about cuteteengirls-clubseventeen the cute button girls on her desk cute, the one that summoned cuteteengirls-clubseventeen security. You never knew.

Monica teen dropped the curtain. She stepped back so fast she almost fell off her high heels. She turned here toward the door seventeen, where she had hung teen up her raincoat and umbrella when she came in. There was girl gone wild no umbrella. In fact, there was no umbrella teen stand. On the coat rack was a cute little teen red hat. It exactly matched the daring red ensemble she cuteteengirls-clubseventeen was wearing.

What was going on? For a brief moment, Monica just stood there, dumbfounded. It had teen been pouring rain. She remembered distinctly. There teen was no umbrella stand. "What.... how...?" she stammered cute.

"Suppose you set rules for yourself. Decide beforehand that you will girl never use the power unless it does girl demonstrable girl gone wild good. Lay out a few girl ground seventeen rules. Then try some test runs. Something really small. Go to a hospital and improve somebody's diagnosis. Help a teen little cuteteengirls-clubseventeen old wild lady across cuteteengirls-clubseventeen the street."

"Yes, but the temptation, the temptation will always be there."

"I teen want to thank you, Doctor," her patient replied. "You have done so much for teen me, in just one visit. You are one hell of cuteteengirls-clubseventeen a good cuteteengirls-clubseventeen shrink. I feel completely liberated from all cute that guilt I was feeling."

After a long moment a cuteteengirls-clubseventeen breathless voice responded: "S teen-Security."

Monica felt her stability gone slipping. The whole situation was too unreal, too impossible to girl gone wild grasp. She couldn't stop cute thinking about sex.

"She's busy, Doc," Damien said.

There wild was a large, plush seventeen sofa on the far side of the outer cuteteengirls-clubseventeen office teen that Monica had never seen before. Yet she knew it had always been there teen. Kerri had arranged the low couch to be right in front of the glass-topped here table that girl served girl gone wild as her desk, so that seventeen male patients could see girl gone wild up her dress while they waited. That explained why so many patients walked in cuteteengirls-clubseventeen with a hard-on. Monica shook her head. How did cute she know teen this?

Monica cute felt her panties moisten. The sight wild of the two lovers bucking and pumping in her office instantly turned cuteteengirls-clubseventeen on her juices girls, as virtually anything sexual cute always did girl gone wild. No, wait, he girls had changed that too. She grimaced, struggling to remember what was cuteteengirls-clubseventeen real wild and what was Damien's artifice.

"Au contraire, my little sextoy," said Damien casually. "The good cute doctor has done so much for gone me. She here found the key to free me from cuteteengirls-clubseventeen my gone guilt. It's like cuteteengirls-clubseventeen being let out of prison. For the first seventeen time in teen my life girl gone wild I wild'm truly free."

"You should not feel girls like you gone have failed, Doctor," Damien said consolingly. He stroked Alicia's long hair affectionately teen. The look on her face was pure bliss. "You have shown me the girls way to free cuteteengirls-clubseventeen myself from teen my conscience, even if I have teen rather succumbed here to seventeen temptation. I'm trying to do cute good things cuteteengirls-clubseventeen. Alicia girl has never been cute so happy. Neither has your secretary."

For cuteteengirls-clubseventeen a cute moment he seemed to girl consider it. "Well, perhaps so cuteteengirls-clubseventeen," he said gone thoughtfully girl gone wild, "but cuteteengirls-clubseventeen if here I bring a little more beauty cute and happiness into the cuteteengirls-clubseventeen world that here can't be all bad. Besides, you girl are hardly one to complain about bending teen the rules, the way you have been manipulating men all girl your cuteteengirls-clubseventeen life."

Monica jumped, and turned back to what the headmaster gone was here saying. "S-sorry sir," she said girls nervously.

"Precisely teen. It is the only way to ensure that cute you do not continue with this preposterous lewdness. We cuteteengirls-clubseventeen will begin seventeen today. Bend over and grab cuteteengirls-clubseventeen your ankles cute."

Monica's uniform skirt was so short that bending even slightly was sufficient to reveal whether she wore panties teen, but she complied teen with the cuteteengirls-clubseventeen headmaster's command. He got to his feet and stepped around behind her. Looking up at him from girl gone wild between her legs, she cuteteengirls-clubseventeen could see the insistent bulge tenting the front of his dress gone slacks. She smiled inwardly. She wondered briefly if he was as big as Mr. Hill, the geography teacher cute.

"That's OK," she replied, "I've had my inspection."

"You girl gone wild see girl gone wild?" Damien said easily cute, still at teen ease in his chair cuteteengirls-clubseventeen with Alicia's head in gone his lap. She began sniffing cuteteengirls-clubseventeen her way toward his zipper. "You cute aren't the teen paragon of moral rectitude cute you pretend to be."

A chilling thought passed through her. Damien likened his power to an unstoppable acid wild, eating away at gone his mind. Leaking out. Corroding everything cute it gone encountered. She gripped the back of her cute chair for support.

"Bullshit." exclaimed Monica girl, all pretence of calmness abandoned. She resisted the urge to scream. "Don't try girls to pretend that I cute'm like you, you monster. I do have moral values and I live by them. I can't sweet wild-talk my way through life and I wouldn't if I could." She could almost seventeen feel the acid assaulting her, dribbling into cute her brain.

"But you have, Doctor," Damien insisted. Abruptly he cuteteengirls-clubseventeen grabbed Alicia by the shoulders and pushed her onto the carpet, the way a man would toss a cat off his girl lap. Immediately she crawled girl back and wrapped herself cuteteengirls-clubseventeen serenely around one leg. "You have wild been using seventeen your feminine charms to satisfy seventeen your own desires your whole life. Don't you remember?"

The older cuteteengirls-clubseventeen man was gasping for breath. "Monica, darling... please... It, it girl's not that uh! oh god, not that easy. You seventeen need uhn girl gone wild, transcripts cuteteengirls-clubseventeen and, and r-references..."

Monica flipped open a couple teen of buttons. "I've got a couple of great references," she husked, still stroking expertly. "Maybe you should look girl gone wild them over." She used her free hand to guide his head to her chest teen.

Her patient got to teen his cute feet cuteteengirls-clubseventeen, idly kicking Alicia aside. She giggled like a foolish girl cute. Damien said: "Sorry teen Doctor, I think it's time for me cute to go. You have a lot of reminiscing to do."

Monica wild groaned lustfully, her fingers flying inside her pussy. Damien paused at the door while his graduate supervisor struggled to her booted feet and joined him. "Bye Dr. Sondgaard!" she said. "Thanks teen for everything. I'm so glad you could help him!"

"Oh my gone," she breathed girls, turning the gleaming device over cuteteengirls-clubseventeen in her hands seventeen. "This cute is special." There wild was seventeen an inscription along one side. Engraved in elegant script, it read, "To Dr. Sucksgood, one cute swell shrink."

The here door girl gone wild burst open. "Dr. Sucksgood. Are you cute all right?" Kerri exclaimed. "I heard you -- oh my god." The naive receptionist had not expected to see her employer, boot-wrapped legs spread wide on cute her desk teen, shamelessly pleasuring herself with a buzzing gold dildo. Her eyes locked on Monica's pussy, where the teen oversexed psychologist girls was gone still easing the vibrator in and out slowly gone, enjoying the warm afterglow of cute her adventure.

"Don't leave, Kerri," she said. Kerri gulped but cuteteengirls-clubseventeen did not move cuteteengirls-clubseventeen. She was still staring at the junction of cuteteengirls-clubseventeen Monica's thighs.