Damien cheerleaders ran a hand through uncombed hair. "I knew it the instant it happened. I don't know how to explain free it. Lying free there on that free moonlit free rock cheerleaders, covered with mud and free blood freepicsofnakedcheerleaders, I felt, sensed, a change in cheerleaders the natural order of freepicsofnakedcheerleaders things, a shift in the force or cosmic energy, call it what you will. Something flowed into me, into my mind, into my soul. Something ancient, timeless, and very powerful."

She said cheerleaders: "If your freepicsofnakedcheerleaders new power is too corruptive to freepicsofnakedcheerleaders use, then how do you know it really exists?" It was time to challenge his contorted perception.

"Because I already have," he said quietly.

"Again." Heads once more.

Damien seemed to shrink cheerleaders, to draw into himself. "Please, don't pics force me," he said.

"Go to free the window. Look outside." He was calm again.

Monica got to her feet free. She felt the pleasant free swish of her little mini cheerleaders sliding over freepicsofnakedcheerleaders her free panties, silk against silk, as she made her way over to the windows along one free side of the office. She cheerleaders could hear the beat of the rain pelting against the glass.

"Yes, but pics the temptation, the temptation free will always about be there."

"As it is for all cheerleaders of us. Remember Damien, you had your cheerleaders moral values established before pics you received this gift, or whatever it is. You still pics have that naked beacon to guide you. The very fact that you are so distraught about what you have not even done yet proves that you are a man free of strong moral character. Use that strength free to steer your use of the power."

"Right."

"So, as long as I'm trying to make the correct freepicsofnakedcheerleaders decisions, as long as I'm doing my best, I shouldn't feel bad if temptation gets to me or I make a mistake now and again."

Monica felt one of those cheerleaders rare cheerleaders moments about of free satisfaction that came from knowing she free had used her skills to genuinely help somebody. It cheerleaders was a good feeling, like the contented free buzz she got from sucking cock.

The line went dead.

Monica felt naked her stability slipping pics. The whole situation free was too unreal, too naked impossible to grasp. She couldn't stop thinking about free sex.

"She's busy, Doc," Damien said freepicsofnakedcheerleaders.

"I didn't mean for this to happen pics," the professor said . "I thought you might be freepicsofnakedcheerleaders able to help him, I really did. He cheerleaders was naked struggling free so pics with his conscience, I thought there might be some hope about of redemption. But it was already too late. I'm so sorry Doctor. There was free nothing you pics could do."

The blonde was shaking her head sadly. "I'm sorry Dr. Sondgaard, I free can't do that," she explained. She was wearing black, thigh-high boots, the tightest Monica had ever seen. The sleek leather glistened as she sidled free up to where Damien was sitting free, managing her about high-high heels about with cheerleaders an ease that could only come from pics long practice freepicsofnakedcheerleaders. Just watching her made Monica tingle.

For a moment he seemed to consider it pics. "Well, perhaps so," he freepicsofnakedcheerleaders said thoughtfully, "but if I bring a cheerleaders little more beauty freepicsofnakedcheerleaders and happiness into the freepicsofnakedcheerleaders world that free can't cheerleaders be all bad pics. Besides, you free are hardly one to complain about bending the rules, the way you cheerleaders have been pics manipulating men all your life."

"Yes, sir," Monica said free contritely freepicsofnakedcheerleaders. She was standing in front freepicsofnakedcheerleaders of free his desk in her about school uniform, a starched white naked blouse and plaid kilt pics, knee-socks and patent black mary-janes. At sixteen she was tall for her age and exceptionally well developed. Her thin blouse strained over bursting pics breasts cheerleaders that were already freepicsofnakedcheerleaders the pics envy of every girl in the school.

Monica looked down freepicsofnakedcheerleaders at her shoes for cheerleaders a moment. The polish was free so pics keen she could see free her reflection. She gave him her best free apologetic look, the one that worked so pics well on all free her teachers. "Wellll, not all of them, sir. Only... my panties."

It took a moment for this information to sink freepicsofnakedcheerleaders in. "You mean you ... take them freepicsofnakedcheerleaders off... and walk around the rest of the day without any... Good cheerleaders Lord . In my school cheerleaders. And you always wearing your uniform... like that...." He swallowed.

The headmaster took a deep breath. "All right," he said at last. "Ordinarily freepicsofnakedcheerleaders, this would be grounds free for expulsion." His eyes roamed over naked her svelte curves as Monica gave him her best puppy-dog look. "But free," he amended quickly, "I don't want to be harsh; especially to a student that seems otherwise so ... promising. His gaze lingered free on her overfilled free blouse free. The top two buttons had free come undone.

"Thank you, sir," Monica said sweetly free.

"And cheerleaders to free ensure freepicsofnakedcheerleaders your compliance, you will report to my office once each free day freepicsofnakedcheerleaders for inspection."

Monica's cheerleaders uniform skirt was so short that bending even slightly free was sufficient to reveal whether free she wore panties, but she cheerleaders complied with freepicsofnakedcheerleaders the pics headmaster's command. He got to his feet and free stepped around behind her. Looking up at him from between her legs, she could see cheerleaders the insistent bulge tenting the front of his dress slacks freepicsofnakedcheerleaders. She smiled inwardly. She wondered briefly if he was as big freepicsofnakedcheerleaders as free Mr free. Hill, the geography teacher.

Monica slipped out into the empty hallway. Her boyfriend Damien was there, her real boyfriend, the only one who really knew how to satisfy her cheerleaders. She slipped into his arms pics. "How freepicsofnakedcheerleaders did it go, baby pics?" he asked.

Yet free at the same time she remembered every detail as well as anything that ever happened to her. Within a week the headmaster had been openly masturbating while he "inspected" her panties, and by the naked end of the term he freepicsofnakedcheerleaders had free been wearing them about. It was all there free, as free clear as pics a freepicsofnakedcheerleaders bell. But...

The man was still free kissing her wildly. "She's... not here free," he replied, desperate. "It's just freepicsofnakedcheerleaders you freepicsofnakedcheerleaders and me. Please free, Monica, darling, let me love pics you pics. I'm going insane." His groping hands found their way under her racy uniform.

The free vibrator inside was exquisitely beautiful. Slender and elaborately sculpted with smooth freepicsofnakedcheerleaders bulbs about and ridges that about promised all manner free of free delightful naked sensations, it was finished in cheerleaders pure gold. Monica gently lifted it out of the padded box. It came alive at her touch. It's soft hum freepicsofnakedcheerleaders sounded free eager.

She massaged her melons for a few minutes, then decided to move on freepicsofnakedcheerleaders to the main event . She still had her feet on the desk. Monica naked's miniskirt was also tight, but a free quick flick of another zipper revealed the pink jewel that some women covered with panties. Her crotch-high boots negated the need to free wear free stockings. Monica turned the about gold vibrator up a cheerleaders notch and slowly naked slipped it in.

"Don't leave free, Kerri," she said free. Kerri gulped but did not move. She was still staring about at the junction of Monica's free thighs.

"Doctor," Kerri said in cheerleaders a small, respectful voice, "would you like me to... clean you up?" Her eyes were bright free with hope and yearning. The second gift.

She started planning some changes for her little free receptionist. First freepicsofnakedcheerleaders thing was to get her into some properly pics revealing clothes. Something to distract the patients, to make Monica's free job of separating them from their money a pics little easier. Fishnet stockings and spike-heeled platform sandals would be freepicsofnakedcheerleaders her trademark. No underwear. Kerri was living with her boyfriend, but Monica would tell her to dump freepicsofnakedcheerleaders him pics. She wasn't about to share that tongue with anybody.