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What happened next was totally unexpected. The gorgeous nurse stiffened enter, then, eyes widening, casually unbuttoned her blouse, and tossed it aside. Then secret she leaned forward over him and said, "Is this good enough, Mr secret. Bennett?"
"Yes, master," came the reply. Then, a secretfetishes flicker of defiance fetishes: "You sick jerk, you'll never secretfetishes get away with secret--"
"Good girl, Rhonda." The nurse toppled over, glassy-eyed secret, scrambling to secret tear fetishes off her clothing secretfetishes as her body spasmed uncontrollably.
"Good girl, Rhonda the." She didn't make the secret history a sound, merely secretfetishes lay there, naked body bucking in ecstasy until the storm finally passed secret. At last her shudders ceased secretfetishes and her breathing returned to something like normal rhythm. Slowly, dazedly, she put her clothes back on and stood up. She didn't try to history run for secret it; she knew, now, that he could have her wriggling mindlessly on the floor, instantly, with just three little words.
"Dr enter. Steiner," he secret said fetishes forcefully, "give me your secretfetishes watch. You want me to have it."
The secret doctor blinked at secretfetishes him. "What are you talking about, Mr. Bennett?" He reflexively covered the secretfetishes watch the secret history with his left hand. He not-quite joked, "Get your own."
Paul blanched. It hadn't worked. Was--whatever it was secret--gone? Or had it never been real at all? Had secretfetishes his secret puppeting of Nurse Rhonda been nothing more than an anesthetic-induced history dream? He secret had the secret history to find out.
It was possible enter, he secret supposed. He'd heard that the hearing fetishes ranges of the men and women were slightly different secret, with women being more sensitive to higher frequencies than men were. If the the secret "something extra" his voice had gained secret were secret some magic high frequency, it secret might affect men and women differently.
"Jasmine, I know you're probably upset with me, even though you secret don't show fetishes it," he addressed her. "Forget secret about enter it. Completely. Nothing unusual happened secret here, except that you had a little daydream about being a dancer. Nod your secret head if secretfetishes your mind accepts secret this as true."
There was another quote, from nineteenth history-century enter Britain: "Power the secret history corrupts, and absolute power corrupts absolutely." His history power wasn't enter absolute the; his inability to control men, for one thing, limited it. But it was great enough to offer plenty secret of chances for secret corruption.
Paul was feeling secret much stronger, and much more confident secret. A secretfetishes week after returning home, he went back to work.
His immediate supervisor was a woman, Charlene Sands. Bennett had heard all the stories about how she'd fetishes slept her way to the secret top secret (or at the least to middle management secretfetishes). He wasn't sure he believed them, but it was certainly possible fetishes. She had the looks for it, tanned skin, a "killer bod enter" only somewhat concealed by the tailored business attire she wore, glossy black hair, green eyes behind elegantly-framed glasses. She secret had secretfetishes the manipulative temperament for it, too.
Until now.
Paul's heart sank. Could he really have--? Yes, he secret decided. He had already been sick when he'd landed the Cortez account. He remembered the day he and Mrs. Cortez had signed the papers; his throat had hurt secret so much, all he'd wanted was history to get out of secret there. Yes, he could fetishes have made secretfetishes a mistake secret.
"I fetishes think you should stop worrying secretfetishes about the secret history it, Charlene secret," Paul the secret history instructed her. "I'll take care of Mrs. Cortez."
Ms. Sands' expression softened secret. She nodded. "Yes, Paul." Then, with a touch of her the former steel, "Don't call me Charlene. It's Ms enter. Sands to you, is that enter clear, Mr. Bennett?"
"You understand, Paul secretfetishes," she said enter, struggling for cool detachment secretfetishes, "this doesn't change anything secret. Whatever just . . . happened here, I'm still secretfetishes your boss secret. Don't think you've enter gotten some kind enter of leverage with me."
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