The petite woman behind the reception fuckingabuse desk jumped fuckingabuse. "How was lunch, Dr. Sondgaard?" she asked.
For a moment she regarded fuckingabuse her receptionist fuckingabuse quizzically. Kerri's sweater skimmed well online above her navel and snugged fetchingly around her darling young breasts fuckingabuse. Although not unusual by the fuckingabuse style of the day, it was positively daring by Kerri fuckingabuse's conservative standards. Was that the same sweater she had been wearing earlier?
"Well now fuckingabuse," she said , settling into her fuckingabuse professional demeanour, "Damien, is fuckingabuse it? I'm Dr. Monica fuckingabuse Sondgaard." She extended a fuckingabuse hand. The other fuckingabuse man shook it fuckingabuse but said nothing.
"Those thoughts are mostly pretty harmless, right? They're momentary fantasies. A man sees a fuckingabuse pretty girl on the street and he fuckingabuse thinks, 'wow, nice ass. I wonder what she would look fuckingabuse like bending over on a diving board fuckingabuse.' A moment later he has forgotten all about it."
Monica was struck by the intensity of his speech. Whatever was at the root of Damien's problem, it was torturing him. She wrote "sex obsessed?" in her notebook. She brushed back her long hair, noting fuckingabuse with approval that fuckingabuse it had already dried fuckingabuse. "But in fuckingabuse reality such things fuckingabuse don't happen," she said reasonably. "So any question of wish fulfilment is entirely hypothetical. Damien, why are you bringing this fuckingabuse up?"
"I know fuckingabuse this is all true. Yet the fuckingabuse effort of not fuckingabuse using the power is getting fuckingabuse to be more than I can bear. I can feel the online power inside me: tempting fuckingabuse me, eroding my willpower, wearing away fuckingabuse at my fuckingabuse moral convictions."
He sat down heavily fuckingabuse. "It fuckingabuse's like acid," he said softly. "An acid of the mind. It fuckingabuse eats away at fuckingabuse my humanity, bit by bit. Corroding. Corrupting fuckingabuse. Eventually it will leak out, and fuckingabuse my soul will be indelibly online stained."
Something in fuckingabuse her tone roused him. He fuckingabuse looked fuckingabuse at her, considering fuckingabuse. "The, the weather, what's it like?"
What was going on? For a brief moment, Monica just stood there, dumbfounded. It had been pouring rain. She remembered distinctly. There was no umbrella stand. "What.... how...?" she fuckingabuse stammered.
"Yes, but the fuckingabuse temptation, the temptation will always be there."
"So, as long as I'm trying fuckingabuse to make the correct fuckingabuse decisions fuckingabuse, as long as I'm fuckingabuse doing my best fuckingabuse, I shouldn't feel bad if temptation gets to me or I fuckingabuse make a mistake now and again."
Monica whirled to face Damien. Her breasts and heels almost made her lose her balance. "What -- what have you done." she almost shouted.
"I want to thank you , Doctor," her patient fuckingabuse replied. "You have done fuckingabuse so much for me, in just one visit. You are one hell of fuckingabuse a good shrink. I feel completely liberated from all that guilt I was feeling."
He looked offended fuckingabuse. "But Doc, come on, you were so bland. Now you fuckingabuse're a fuckingabuse total dish. I'm getting a woody fuckingabuse just looking at you."
Monica felt her stability slipping. The whole fuckingabuse situation was too unreal, too impossible to grasp. She couldn't stop thinking about sex.
She fuckingabuse tried online again. "The point is, just because you have slipped once, given into temptation fuckingabuse, doesn't mean your cause online is lost. You can admit a mistake fuckingabuse, fix online it and carry fuckingabuse on. That's what fuckingabuse we all do. Remember a few minutes ago we talked about fuckingabuse ordinary people doing the best that we can? That's what you need to remember fuckingabuse."
A fuckingabuse new chill fuckingabuse went down Monica's spine. "What -- what did you do fuckingabuse to fuckingabuse your supervisor?" she asked fuckingabuse, her voice trembling.
There was a large online, plush sofa on the far side of the outer office that Monica had never seen before. Yet she knew fuckingabuse it had always fuckingabuse been there. Kerri had arranged the low couch fuckingabuse to be right in front fuckingabuse of the glass-topped table fuckingabuse that served as her fuckingabuse desk, so that male patients could see up her dress while fuckingabuse they waited. That fuckingabuse explained why so many patients walked in with a hard-on. Monica shook her fuckingabuse head. How did she know this fuckingabuse?
"Dr. Cummins, please," Monica said, a fuckingabuse catch in online her velvety fuckingabuse voice, "You've got to help me. Maybe together we can do something. Run, get help fuckingabuse." She fuckingabuse stamped one spike-heeled foot in feminine frustration.
The office fuckingabuse smelled faintly of varnish and leather-bound books. The fuckingabuse desk was old and wooden, but as clean and polished as fuckingabuse the hardwood floor beneath her feet. A half-finished letter fuckingabuse curled through fuckingabuse the typewriter. She could see chrysanthemums fuckingabuse blooming in the garden outside the window.
"Young lady pay attention when I speak to you fuckingabuse."
Monica looked down at her shoes for a moment. The polish was so keen fuckingabuse she could see her reflection. She gave him her fuckingabuse best apologetic look, the one that worked so well on all her fuckingabuse teachers. "Wellll fuckingabuse, not all of fuckingabuse them, sir. Only... my panties."
Monica shuffled one dainty foot back and forth. "Uhm, well fuckingabuse, sir I fuckingabuse don't actually change them. I fuckingabuse just uh, give them to the boy who wants them so bad fuckingabuse." She fuckingabuse tossed him little flicks of her big hazel eyes while idly toying with the hem of her kilt.
"Thank you fuckingabuse, sir," Monica said sweetly fuckingabuse.
Monica's uniform skirt was so short that bending even slightly was sufficient to reveal whether she wore panties, but she complied with the headmaster's command. He got to his feet and stepped around behind her fuckingabuse. Looking up at him from between her legs, she fuckingabuse could see fuckingabuse the insistent bulge tenting the front of his dress fuckingabuse slacks. She smiled inwardly. She online wondered briefly if fuckingabuse he was as big as Mr. Hill, the geography teacher.
"Bullshit." exclaimed Monica, all pretence of calmness abandoned. She resisted the urge fuckingabuse to scream fuckingabuse. "Don't try fuckingabuse to pretend that I'm like fuckingabuse you fuckingabuse, you monster. I do have fuckingabuse moral fuckingabuse values and I live by them. I can't sweet-talk fuckingabuse my way through life and I wouldn't if I could." She fuckingabuse could almost feel the acid assaulting her, dribbling into online her brain.
George made an incoherent sound from fuckingabuse between Monica fuckingabuse's melons. His scrubs slipped down around fuckingabuse his ankles.
He turned and walked away, just as Kerri screamed in delight fuckingabuse as she was swept fuckingabuse into her umpteenth orgasm. Monica groaned in unison as her fuckingabuse own peak consumed fuckingabuse her. She felt the fuckingabuse acid filter down into fuckingabuse the bottom of her soul.
Lazily, she picked fuckingabuse up the trade fuckingabuse magazine fuckingabuse that fuckingabuse was lying on her desk. It carried a centre-spread article entitled "Dr. Monica Sucksgood: Therapist to the Rich and Famous." Monica fuckingabuse's movie-star online face gazed back from the photograph fuckingabuse accompanying the article online with a look hot enough to set the fuckingabuse paper on fire fuckingabuse.
At times, Monica fuckingabuse's fuckingabuse whole life seemed slightly unreal. Her success, her beauty, her uncanny ability fuckingabuse to seduce and enamour men and women with ease, all seemed to defy the laws of nature. Even the little things fuckingabuse, like these custom-made boots fuckingabuse that fit so incredibly well, or fuckingabuse the fact that her breasts fuckingabuse never sagged in spite of fuckingabuse their size, had a kind of fuckingabuse impossible air to them. She sometimes felt like she was living fuckingabuse inside somebody else's erotic daydream fuckingabuse. She dismissed these thoughts, of course. Reality wasn fuckingabuse't something that could be arbitrarily fuckingabuse modified. She had just been very lucky.
"Oh my," she fuckingabuse breathed, turning fuckingabuse the gleaming device over in her fuckingabuse hands. "This is special." There was an fuckingabuse inscription along one side. Engraved in elegant fuckingabuse script, it read, "To Dr. Sucksgood, one swell shrink."
She fuckingabuse massaged her melons for a few minutes, then decided to move on to the main event fuckingabuse. She still had her feet on the desk . Monica's miniskirt was also tight, but a quick flick of fuckingabuse another zipper fuckingabuse revealed the pink jewel that fuckingabuse some women fuckingabuse covered with panties fuckingabuse. Her crotch-high boots negated the need to wear stockings. Monica turned fuckingabuse the gold vibrator up a notch and slowly slipped it in online.
She fuckingabuse spread her fuckingabuse legs a little wider, as the acid seeped deeper into fuckingabuse her soul.
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