 The petite woman behind pandora the reception desk jumped. "How was lunch, Dr. Sondgaard?" she asked.
 Her bigtitpatrol employer stepped into the reception area of bigtitpatrol her office, shaking out her umbrella. "Lunch was wet," she replied. "The streets bigtitpatrol are wet, the cab was wet, and I'm wet." She folded her umbrella bigtitpatrol pandora and ran bigtitpatrol her bigtitpatrol fingers through short brown bigtitpatrol hair. "My hair is a mess," she supplied bigtitpatrol. She started bigtitpatrol unbuttoning bigtitpatrol her raincoat. She stopped when she saw her receptionist was about to say something.
 The man bigtitpatrol hadn't shaved bigtitpatrol for a couple of days. His clothing was pandora clean but rumpled. His bigtitpatrol eyes pandora were haunted bigtitpatrol, shifting bigtitpatrol nervously bigtitpatrol this way and bigtitpatrol that. He bigtitpatrol avoided looking at her.
 Anyone could see bigtitpatrol that the man was bigtitpatrol in distress bigtitpatrol; it didn't take a psychologist bigtitpatrol to figure that out. The first thing bigtitpatrol was to get him calmed bigtitpatrol down a little, Monica decided, work through the crisis, then bigtitpatrol look at the long-term situation. It didn't help that he had hardly said bigtitpatrol a word since bigtitpatrol he came in.
 "OK, Damien," Dr. Sondgaard began, deliberately using his bigtitpatrol first name to establish rapport, "calm bigtitpatrol yourself down if you can. I'm here to help you. Nothing is going to bigtitpatrol hurt you in this office. Try taking three deep breaths."
 "Doctor," the man bigtitpatrol said bigtitpatrol, "You bigtitpatrol have got to help me. I can bigtitpatrol't handle this any more. I read in the paper that bigtitpatrol you know something about the paranormal. Maybe you bigtitpatrol can understand bigtitpatrol. I bigtitpatrol have this -- this thing bigtitpatrol inside bigtitpatrol me, this power or ability or something bigtitpatrol -- and it's driving me crazy."
 He waved a hand. "I performed a bigtitpatrol ritual. It's bigtitpatrol a very old bigtitpatrol, pre- Druidic rite. It was part bigtitpatrol of my research for my degree in anthropology. I did it during the planetary alignment a few weeks ago, when the bigtitpatrol ancients believed cosmic forces were strongest bigtitpatrol. Did you know an alignment like that bigtitpatrol only happens bigtitpatrol every thousand years bigtitpatrol? I won't bigtitpatrol tell you the details of the ritual, but it all involves sacrificing small animals and dancing naked bigtitpatrol around a bigtitpatrol pandora stone bigtitpatrol circle under a full moon."
 He sat down heavily bigtitpatrol pandora. "It's like acid," he said softly bigtitpatrol. "An acid of the mind. It eats away at my humanity, bit by bit. Corroding. Corrupting. Eventually it will leak out, and my soul will be indelibly stained bigtitpatrol."
 Something about bigtitpatrol the way pandora he said that troubled Monica. She decided to press on.
 She flipped the coin, let it land on bigtitpatrol pandora her desk. It bigtitpatrol did all come down heads. "That's pandora not very impressive bigtitpatrol," she said bigtitpatrol. "Fifty-fifty chance."
 "Do it again bigtitpatrol pandora."
 Monica sat down bigtitpatrol again bigtitpatrol. She noticed his eyes on her nylons but decided not to pull down her miniskirt. Let him look bigtitpatrol. Better men should admire her shapely legs than ignore her small chest.
 "Damien you bigtitpatrol're trying to avoid the issue bigtitpatrol. I don't want to talk about --"
 "It's been raining all day."
 Damien looked bigtitpatrol at her bigtitpatrol, his expression blank. It occurred to bigtitpatrol Monica bigtitpatrol that in this position bigtitpatrol he bigtitpatrol could effortlessly bigtitpatrol look up bigtitpatrol her skirt to the tops bigtitpatrol of her stockings bigtitpatrol and even her high bigtitpatrol-cut lace panties, but she decided bigtitpatrol not to do bigtitpatrol anything about bigtitpatrol it. Maybe a little tease would help bring him out bigtitpatrol of his bigtitpatrol withdrawal. She took bigtitpatrol pandora a bigtitpatrol deep breath, feeling her bigtitpatrol round breasts pressing against her sheer silk blouse.
 "That's the spirit," Monica encouraged him. "You see, you don bigtitpatrol't have to bigtitpatrol carry the bigtitpatrol weight of the world on bigtitpatrol your shoulders, regardless of bigtitpatrol how strange your situation bigtitpatrol may be."
 Monica felt one of those rare moments of satisfaction that came from knowing she had used her skills bigtitpatrol to genuinely help somebody. It bigtitpatrol was a bigtitpatrol good feeling, like the contented buzz she bigtitpatrol got from sucking cock.
 "This is Dr bigtitpatrol. Sucksgood bigtitpatrol, I mean Sondgaard, in 319. I bigtitpatrol need a security detail bigtitpatrol, on the double bigtitpatrol." Damn, her voice sounded so sexy.
 Monica felt her stability slipping. The whole situation bigtitpatrol was too unreal, too impossible to grasp. She couldn't stop thinking about sex.
 He bigtitpatrol was still grinning bigtitpatrol. "Ah, but Doc bigtitpatrol pandora, I'm not ordinary bigtitpatrol people any more, am I? I'm something more. Besides, it's too late for me.
 "That's bigtitpatrol Mr. Albright, your two-o'clock," Damien supplied. "I helped him a little with his shyness bigtitpatrol and agoraphobia. Of course, a nine-inch bigtitpatrol cock and sheer animal bigtitpatrol magnetism that few women can resist will help a lot too."
 Even in her bigtitpatrol nearly hysterical state, Monica recognized rationalization. "No, Damien, no," she pleaded. "That's the oldest trick in the book. To convince bigtitpatrol yourself that whatever you want to do just happens to be bigtitpatrol the best choice. You pandora're only deceiving yourself." She spoke in a lilting sing-song she couldn't seem to do anything about bigtitpatrol. She brushed long hair back from one perfect ear.
 Monica looked down at her pandora shoes for a moment. The polish was bigtitpatrol so bigtitpatrol keen she could see her bigtitpatrol reflection. She gave him bigtitpatrol her best apologetic look, the bigtitpatrol one that worked so well on all her bigtitpatrol teachers. "Wellll bigtitpatrol, not bigtitpatrol all bigtitpatrol of them, sir. Only... my panties."
 The headmaster groaned. He shifted position in his seat, looking uncomfortable. "All pandora right," he said at last. "I see what we will bigtitpatrol pandora have to do all. You bigtitpatrol are not to remove your bigtitpatrol undergarments for anyone while you pandora are on bigtitpatrol pandora the school grounds. Is that understood?"
 The headmaster studied his precocious student's behind for a long time. Monica's skimpy bigtitpatrol blue panties were much smaller bigtitpatrol than the regulation white ones she was supposed to wear. But she bigtitpatrol had bigtitpatrol given those all away. She liked the way the new ones slipped up into bigtitpatrol her crack and tickled her while she walked.
 George made an incoherent sound from between Monica's melons. His scrubs slipped down around his ankles.
 "Oh pandora sweet heaven how could I have forgotten that," Monica bigtitpatrol gasped, her face flushed with heat. She collapsed into her chair bigtitpatrol, breathing bigtitpatrol hard. She ran one hand bigtitpatrol over her stupendous chest, feeling the hard, sensitive nipples. Acid. There was acid everywhere now, flooding her mind, eating away at bigtitpatrol her resolve bigtitpatrol, dissolving her conscience into smoke bigtitpatrol.
 He turned and walked away, just as Kerri screamed in delight bigtitpatrol as she bigtitpatrol was swept into her umpteenth orgasm. Monica groaned in unison as her own peak consumed her. She felt the acid bigtitpatrol filter down into the bottom of her soul.
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 Monica was bigtitpatrol glad he had backed out. It gave her a bigtitpatrol pandora few moments bigtitpatrol to bigtitpatrol relax. She remembered a boyfriend bigtitpatrol in high school named Damien. Best damned lover she bigtitpatrol'd ever bigtitpatrol had bigtitpatrol. She wondered bigtitpatrol what ever happened bigtitpatrol pandora to him.
 This was the perfect bigtitpatrol time to take this baby out for a test drive bigtitpatrol, Monica decided. She unzipped her white bigtitpatrol sweater bigtitpatrol, which sprang apart instantly. Her enormous, man-melting mammaries exuberantly overflowed the webbing of her bra. Monica ran the tip of the vibrator across her nipples experimentally bigtitpatrol. "Mmmmmm yes bigtitpatrol, very nice," she whispered, eyes closed.
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