 "OK, Damien," Dr. Sondgaard began, deliberately giannahousewife1on1 using his first gianna name to gianna establish rapport gianna, "calm yourself down gianna if you can. I'm here to help you giannahousewife1on1. Nothing is going to hurt you in this office. Try taking three deep breaths."
 The man did as she instructed, breathing in deeply three times, then letting it out slowly. He seemed a little calmer when he was done.
 "So you believe housewife1on1 you now gianna have an exceptional mental gianna ability gianna. You can change things around you, I think you said? So what exactly is gianna the problem?"
 "Those thoughts are mostly giannahousewife1on1 pretty harmless, right? They're momentary fantasies giannahousewife1on1. A housewife1on1 man sees a pretty girl on the street gianna and he giannahousewife1on1 thinks, 'wow, nice ass. I wonder what she gianna would look like bending over on a giannahousewife1on1 diving board.' A moment later he has forgotten all about it."
 "Do you have any idea what a burden that is giannahousewife1on1? The world as we know it would collapse if we could all indulge our selfish whims. I have to guard my giannahousewife1on1 thoughts gianna every minute, lest one of my subconscious desires suddenly come true. Every time I see a pretty girl I have to gianna concentrate gianna on gianna not thinking gianna about her. I can't go into a bank because giannahousewife1on1 I'm afraid I'll have a stray thought and someone will start giving me money. It's the curse of the Midas touch, to the second power giannahousewife1on1."
 "I housewife1on1 know this is all true. Yet the effort of not using the power is getting to be more than I can giannahousewife1on1 bear. I can feel the power gianna inside me gianna: tempting me, eroding my willpower, wearing giannahousewife1on1 away at my giannahousewife1on1 moral convictions."
 Something about the way he said that about troubled Monica. She decided to press on.
 Monica sat down again. She noticed his eyes on her nylons but decided giannahousewife1on1 not to pull down her miniskirt. Let him look. Better men should admire her shapely legs than ignore her giannahousewife1on1 small chest.
 The trick with the coin was impressive. Did he know in advance the coin was gianna not fair? Had gianna he switched coins somehow? There were any number of ways he could be gianna fooling her. The question was, why? Some people liked to visit therapists for the attention, toying with them without any about interest housewife1on1 in gianna treatment gianna, but this gianna man did housewife1on1 not seem like giannahousewife1on1 that type about.
 "Tell me about the weather." he shouted with sudden fury.
 Monica watched him, taken aback gianna. She thought about the button on her desk, the one that summoned security. You never knew.
 "It's been giannahousewife1on1 raining all day."
 "Go to the window gianna. Look outside." He gianna was calm again.
 When he lifted his about eyes Monica realized he had indeed been looking up her brief skirt. Now his attention gianna shifted to her cleavage gianna. She felt a familiar giannahousewife1on1 thrill gianna run through her housewife1on1. "Oh my word about, you're an attractive woman," he said about irrelevantly, "I gianna should never have come here."
 He sat up a little straighter. "Say, you know what, Doctor, I never thought of it that gianna way . I mean, we're all just gianna ordinary gianna people doing the best that we can, right?
 What had giannahousewife1on1 been a giannahousewife1on1 drab brown suit giannahousewife1on1 was now a shamelessly brief, tight microskirt, a see-through white bodyshirt and an unbuttoned bolero gianna jacket, all in the finest silk. The scarlet jacket had gold buttons and gold gianna trim housewife1on1. The outfit clung giannahousewife1on1 deliciously to a figure that clearly gianna wasn't hers gianna; not with those giannahousewife1on1 spectacular legs, that narrow waist and dandy bottom, or those frankly enormous breasts that giannahousewife1on1 would gianna have looked ridiculous had gianna they not been so high and about jutting.
 Monica whirled to about face Damien giannahousewife1on1. Her gianna breasts and heels almost made her lose her balance. "What -- what have you done." she almost shouted.
 Monica fought down a gianna wave of hysteria. "Stop this. Stop housewife1on1 -- Change me back." she demanded. Her voice was deep and soft as velvet.
 Unexpectedly gianna, the image of Damien's about hard-on sent a thrill of excitement through her. She set her jaw. She marched gianna over gianna to the desk, four-inch heels sinking into the plush carpet, and jabbed the emergency button on the gianna intercom. Her fingernail was flawlessly polished.
 "This is Dr. Sucksgood giannahousewife1on1, I mean Sondgaard, in 319. I need a giannahousewife1on1 security detail gianna, on the double gianna!" Damn, her voice sounded so sexy.
 "Ah giannahousewife1on1, don't worry Doc, she's gianna right here. I brought gianna her with me gianna. He flipped housewife1on1 a hand lazily and the locked door to giannahousewife1on1 Monica's office swung open. "Hey, sweetmeat, wiggle your tail in here gianna," he said offhandedly.
 "She's busy, Doc housewife1on1," Damien said.
 "Dr gianna. Cummins, please," Monica said, a catch in her velvety voice, "You've got to help me. Maybe together we housewife1on1 can do something. Run , get help." She stamped one spike-heeled foot in gianna feminine frustration.
 Monica housewife1on1 shuffled one dainty foot back and forth. "Uhm, well, sir housewife1on1 I gianna don't actually change them. I just uh, give them to gianna the boy about who giannahousewife1on1 wants them so bad." She tossed him giannahousewife1on1 little flicks of her giannahousewife1on1 big hazel eyes while idly toying with the hem of her kilt.
 Monica noticed the gianna headmaster's eyes following her housewife1on1 hands about as she toyed about girlishly with her hem. Her gianna uniform skirt was giannahousewife1on1 less than 14 inches long and barely covered the curve gianna of her asscheeks at giannahousewife1on1 the best of times. It produced gratifying effects gianna whenever she bent over to gianna pull up her knee socks.
 "Thank you giannahousewife1on1, sir housewife1on1," Monica said sweetly.
 The headmaster studied his precocious student's behind for a long time. Monica's skimpy gianna blue panties were gianna much smaller about than the giannahousewife1on1 regulation white about ones she was supposed to wear. But she had given those all gianna away. She liked the way the new ones slipped up into her giannahousewife1on1 crack and tickled her while gianna she walked.
 Monica giggled. "I own him gianna," she whispered, nibbling on giannahousewife1on1 his ear. "He's probably in there stroking himself gianna right now." She kissed him deeply. "I'm gianna so turned on," she whispered gianna, many seconds later.
 "Let's go to the gianna storeroom."
 One delicate hand slipped about down into his scrubs. "But you're the head of the giannahousewife1on1 whole school, Georgy," Monica purred. "You can let in whoever gianna you want, can't you? Couldn't gianna you make one gianna little exception, just for me gianna?"
 The older man was gasping for gianna breath. "Monica, darling... please... It, it gianna's not giannahousewife1on1 that uh. oh god, not that about easy. You need uhn, transcripts and , and r-references..."
 George made an incoherent sound from between Monica's melons. His scrubs slipped down around his ankles gianna.
 Monica groaned lustfully, her fingers flying inside her pussy. Damien paused at the door gianna while his graduate supervisor struggled to her booted feet housewife1on1 and joined him. "Bye Dr. Sondgaard." she said. "Thanks for gianna everything. I'm so about glad you could gianna help him."
 There was no mention gianna at gianna all of the two calls before the discipline committee gianna for allegedly fucking with about her clients' minds and bodies. Both hearings had found in giannahousewife1on1 her favour. Her colleagues had been so understanding. Especially the married ones gianna.
 The vibrator housewife1on1 inside was exquisitely beautiful. Slender and elaborately sculpted with smooth bulbs and ridges that promised all manner of delightful sensations, it was finished in about pure gold. Monica gently lifted it out of the padded box. It came alive at her touch. It's soft hum sounded housewife1on1 eager.
 This was the perfect time to take this baby gianna out for a gianna test drive, Monica decided. She giannahousewife1on1 unzipped gianna her white sweater gianna, which sprang apart instantly. Her enormous, man-melting mammaries exuberantly overflowed the webbing of her bra. Monica ran the tip gianna of the gianna vibrator across her nipples experimentally. "Mmmmmm yes, very nice," she whispered, eyes closed gianna.
 She massaged her melons for a giannahousewife1on1 few minutes, then decided to move on to the main event. She still had her feet on the desk . Monica gianna's gianna miniskirt was also tight, but gianna a quick flick housewife1on1 of another zipper revealed housewife1on1 the pink jewel that some women covered with giannahousewife1on1 panties. Her gianna crotch-high boots negated the need giannahousewife1on1 to wear stockings. Monica turned the gold vibrator up a notch and slowly slipped it in.
 There was another gift gianna. How did she gianna know that giannahousewife1on1? Feeling orgasm approaching like a runaway freight-train she grappled giannahousewife1on1 groggily with a half-memory. Another gift. It was... just outside the housewife1on1 door gianna. Monica screamed outright as her gold companion brought her to a splendid peak.
 "Oh, very good, my gianna dear gianna," Monica sighed. "You are a natural. Yes, use your tongue like that." She leaned back gianna in the chair again and wallowed in Kerri's artful ministrations. What a wonderful gift.
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