 The man hadn't shaved for a couple of days. His clothing was clean latina but rumpled. His eyes were haunted, shifting nervously this way and lingua latina that latina. He latina avoided looking at latina her lingua latina.
 The man lingua did as she instructed, breathing latina in lingua latina deeply three times, then letting it out slowly. He seemed a little calmer when he was done.
 He waved a hand lingua. "I performed a ritual. It's a lingua very old, pre- Druidic rite. It was part of latina my research for my degree in latina anthropology. I did it during slut the planetary alignment a few weeks ago, when the ancients believed cosmic forces were strongest latina. Did you latina know an alignment like that only happens every all thousand years? I won't latina tell you latina the details of the ritual, but latinaslut it involves sacrificing small animals and dancing naked around a stone circle under slut a full moon."
 Monica could already see the outline of the man's problem. Some sort of quasi-religious experience latina had caused a delusional break, clouding latina the lines between fantasy latinaslut and reality. Could be evidence latina of a latinaslut serious all psychosis. Could be just latinaslut working too hard. She decided to probe a little deeper.
 He sat down heavily. "It's like acid," he said softly. "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 all be indelibly stained slut."
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 The man thought latina about lingua it for a moment. "Do you have a coin?" he asked.
 Oh boy, Monica thought privately. This was getting weird. "OK, Damien. We'll work this latina out latina together. So far latinaslut though, your latina conviction has not all matched the evidence. All I've seen you do is a coin latinaslut trick. You lingua will have to do better than that to convince me."
 "Show me, Damien." She spoke commandingly.
 What was slut going latina on? For a brief moment, Monica just stood latinaslut there, dumbfounded. It had been pouring rain. She remembered distinctly. There was lingua no umbrella stand. "What.... how...?" she stammered.
 "As it is for all of us. Remember Damien, you had your moral values established before latina you received this gift, or whatever it is. You still have that beacon to guide latinaslut you. The very fact that you are so distraught about what you have not even done yet proves that you are a lingua man of strong slut moral character latina. Use that strength to steer your use of the power."
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 Wait a minute latina. Something was wrong. Damien was latinaslut still smiling at her, but there was something different in his gaze. Something she didn't like. Wordlessly latina she got to latina her latina feet latina and latina went to latina stand before the full-length mirror lingua along latinaslut one wall lingua latina. She used latina it latina sometimes, to get patients slut to "look at lingua latina themselves slut." Monica latinaslut was looking at herself now. What she saw amazed her.
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 "This is Dr. Sucksgood, I mean Sondgaard latinaslut, in 319. I need a security detail, on latina the double." Damn latinaslut, her slut voice latina sounded slut so sexy.
 A new chill went down Monica's spine. "What latina -- what did you do to your supervisor slut?" she asked latina, her slut voice trembling.
 Monica looked out to latina her outer office. Kerri, would be at her desk. She latina could get help. "Kerri latina." she latinaslut shouted, as loud as she could.
 The blonde was shaking her latina head sadly. "I'm sorry Dr. Sondgaard lingua, I can't do that," she explained. She was latina wearing black latina, thigh-high boots, the tightest Monica had ever seen latina. The sleek latinaslut leather glistened as she sidled up to where latina Damien was sitting lingua latina, managing her high-high heels with an latinaslut ease that could latinaslut only come from long practice. Just watching her made Monica latinaslut tingle.
 For a moment he seemed to consider it. "Well, perhaps so," he said thoughtfully, "but if I bring latina a latinaslut little more beauty and happiness into latina the world that can't be all bad. Besides, you are hardly latinaslut one to lingua latina complain about bending the rules, the way latinaslut you have been manipulating men latina all your slut life."
 "But this... outrageous behaviour has got lingua latina to stop. At once. Do you understand me, girl?"
 "Let's go to the latinaslut storeroom."
 Damien said: "Don't your see, Doctor all? We are all latina fundamentally selfish, always taking advantage of others for our own benefit. Even latina you latina. I'm a little better at beating the system, that's all."
 "Bullshit." exclaimed Monica, all pretence of calmness lingua latina abandoned. She resisted the urge to scream. "Don't try latina to pretend that I'm like you, you monster. I do have moral values and I live latinaslut by them. I can't sweet-talk my way through life and I wouldn't if I could." She latina could almost lingua latina feel the acid assaulting her, dribbling into her brain.
 "But you have, Doctor," Damien insisted. Abruptly he grabbed Alicia by the shoulders and pushed her onto the carpet, the way latina a man latina would toss a cat off his slut lap latinaslut. Immediately she latina crawled back and wrapped herself serenely around lingua latina one leg. "You have been using your feminine charms to satisfy your own desires your whole life. Don latinaslut't you remember latina?"
 The man was still kissing her wildly. "She's... not here," he replied, desperate latina. "It's just you and me. Please, Monica, darling, let me love you latina. I'm going latinaslut insane!" His groping hands found their way under her racy uniform all.
 One delicate hand slipped down into lingua latina his scrubs latina. "But you're the head latina of the whole school, Georgy," Monica purred. "You can let in whoever you want, can't you? Couldn't you make one little lingua latina exception, just latina for me?"
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 He turned latinaslut and latina walked away, just as Kerri screamed latinaslut in latina delight as she was swept into her umpteenth orgasm. Monica groaned in unison as her own peak consumed her. She felt the acid filter down latinaslut into the bottom latinaslut of lingua latina her soul.
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 She massaged her melons for a few lingua latina minutes all, then decided to move on to the main all event. She still had her feet on the desk. Monica's miniskirt was latina also tight, but a quick flick of another zipper revealed the pink jewel that some women covered with lingua latina panties. Her crotch-high boots negated the need to wear stockings. Monica turned the gold vibrator up a notch and latina slowly slipped it in.
 Rapture. The vibrator quivered latina and danced latinaslut inside latina her slut like a living latinaslut thing. She lay her head back, groaning, and latina played the lingua latina dildo in and latina out, as slowly all as latina she could bear lingua latina. It latina fit so all perfectly, it was almost latina as if it had latina been custom-designed to slut fit her pussy. Could such a thing latina be done? As her breathing became laboured and her arm latinaslut motions more rapid, further thought on the question became slut impossible latina.
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