 Her celebhotel employer stepped into celebhotel the celebhotel reception area of her office, shaking out her umbrella. "Lunch celebhotel was celebhotel wet," she replied. "The streets are wet, the cab was celebhotel wet, and I'm wet." She folded her umbrella and ran her fingers welcome through short brown hair. "My hair is celebhotel a celebhotel mess," she celebhotel supplied celebhotel. She started unbuttoning her raincoat. She stopped when she saw her receptionist was about to say something.
 "Kerri, please tell me nothing celebhotel has celebhotel come up while I was out."
 The man hadn't shaved for celebhotel a celebhotel couple of days. His clothing was clean but rumpled. His eyes were haunted, shifting celebhotel nervously this way celebhotel and that. He avoided looking at her.
 The man did as she instructed, breathing in deeply celebhotel three times, then celebhotel letting it out slowly celebhotel. He seemed a little celebhotel calmer when he was celebhotel done.
 "Doctor," the man said, "You have got to celebhotel help me. I can't celebhotel handle this any more celebhotel. I read in the paper that you know something about the paranormal. Maybe you can understand. I have this -- this thing celebhotel inside me, this power or ability or something -- and it's driving celebhotel me crazy."
 Monica could already see the celebhotel outline of the celebhotel man's problem. Some sort of quasi-religious experience had caused a delusional break, clouding the lines between fantasy celebhotel and reality. Could be evidence of a serious psychosis. Could be celebhotel just working too hard. She celebhotel decided to probe a little deeper.
 He drew a breath. "Doctor, are you familiar with the folk wisdom that a man has a sexual thought celebhotel about every celebhotel fifteen celebhotel minutes?"
 He wound down celebhotel, looking celebhotel at Monica celebhotel expectantly, hoping for understanding. She celebhotel arched a celebhotel delicate eyebrow. Most of her patients didn celebhotel't present such unusual celebhotel symptoms. She shook off the clinging image of a schoolgirl having public sex on a bus long enough to realize that he had celebhotel concocted an elaborate delusion.
 Monica celebhotel opened her desk celebhotel drawer and pulled out a celebhotel 500 lira coin, a memento celebhotel from welcome a celebhotel trip celebhotel to Italy celebhotel. "Flip it," Damien said, "it will come down heads."
 "Tell me celebhotel about the weather." he celebhotel shouted with sudden fury.
 Monica pulled celebhotel herself together. Whatever was going on here, she celebhotel still had a patient that needed celebhotel help. She knelt down in front of him. "Damien, listen to celebhotel me celebhotel," she said gently, lifting his head in one hand.
 When he lifted his eyes Monica realized he had indeed been looking up celebhotel her brief skirt. Now his celebhotel attention shifted to her cleavage. She felt a celebhotel familiar thrill celebhotel run through her. "Oh my word celebhotel, you're an attractive celebhotel woman," he celebhotel said irrelevantly, "I celebhotel should never have come here."
 "What do you mean?" He sounded interested.
 "Frankly, I have no celebhotel idea. I don't really know what celebhotel I celebhotel'm celebhotel dealing with here. But I am certain that nothing is to be celebhotel gained, in your celebhotel life in general or your therapy with me, from you blaming yourself celebhotel for all humanity's frailties celebhotel."
 "That's the spirit welcome," Monica encouraged celebhotel him celebhotel. "You celebhotel see, you celebhotel don 't have to carry the weight of the world on your shoulders celebhotel, regardless of how strange celebhotel your situation may be."
 Wait celebhotel a minute. Something was wrong. Damien was still smiling at her, but there was something celebhotel different in his gaze. Something she didn't like celebhotel. Wordlessly she got to her celebhotel feet and went to celebhotel stand before the full-length mirror along one wall. She celebhotel used it celebhotel sometimes, to get patients to "look celebhotel at themselves." Monica was looking at herself now. What she saw amazed her.
 He looked offended. "But Doc, come on, you were so bland. Now you're a total dish celebhotel. I celebhotel'm getting a celebhotel woody just looking at you."
 Monica straightened celebhotel slowly. Diamond bracelets sparkled on her wrists. She turned to face Damien . He was still smiling. It had an edge of pure evil now. "What celebhotel have you done to them?" she whispered.
 "You see, I told you the temptation would be too much celebhotel. My graduate supervisor was celebhotel curious. She celebhotel wanted to see how the power worked. She let the acid out . Once welcome I started using the power, once I realized just how much fucking fun celebhotel it celebhotel is, I simply couldn't stop."
 "Ah, don't worry celebhotel Doc celebhotel, she's right here. I brought her celebhotel with celebhotel me. He flipped a hand lazily and the locked door to Monica celebhotel's office swung open. "Hey celebhotel, sweetmeat celebhotel, wiggle your tail celebhotel in here," he said celebhotel offhandedly.
 Out in welcome the outer office, Kerri began to scream in ecstasy celebhotel as Mr. Albright brought her to yet another orgasm. The man caught Monica's eye and winked at her. The door began to swing closed slowly.
 Even in her nearly hysterical state , Monica recognized rationalization celebhotel. "No, Damien celebhotel, no," she pleaded. "That's the oldest celebhotel trick in celebhotel the celebhotel book celebhotel. To convince celebhotel yourself that whatever you want to do just happens to be the best choice celebhotel. You're only deceiving yourself." She spoke in welcome a lilting celebhotel sing-song she celebhotel couldn't seem to do anything about. She celebhotel brushed long hair back from one perfect celebhotel ear celebhotel.
 Monica jumped, and turned back to what the celebhotel headmaster was saying. "S-sorry celebhotel sir," she said nervously.
 "Tell me, so I can celebhotel understand the extent celebhotel of this indecency, how many boys were... buying your panties celebhotel?"
 Monica slipped celebhotel out into the celebhotel empty hallway. Her boyfriend Damien was there, her real boyfriend, the celebhotel only one who really knew how to satisfy her. She slipped celebhotel into his arms. "How did it go, baby?" he asked.
 George groaned celebhotel in helpless lust welcome. He began to paw celebhotel and grope hungrily, while celebhotel Monica encouraged him with more kisses. There was a celebhotel patient on the other side of the curtain celebhotel but he was heavily sedated and Monica didn't care.
 One welcome delicate hand slipped down into his scrubs. "But you're the head of celebhotel the whole school, Georgy," Monica purred. "You can let in whoever you want, can't you? Couldn't you make celebhotel one little exception, just celebhotel for me?"
 Monica was glad he had backed out. It gave her a few celebhotel moments to celebhotel relax. She remembered a boyfriend in high school named Damien. Best damned lover she'd ever had. She wondered celebhotel what ever happened to him.
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