Ken sexy seemed to comprehend what she had thought ass he said. "Yes, omnipotent. From the Latin words omni and ass potens. All-powerful."
Angela considered how to answer him. "From a biological ass perspective we all seek what we need to live ," she said. "Psychology comes in when sexy we decide that human interaction plays some ass role in this. We build communities that ass are essentially large families because of the protection it provides. We also need a sufficiently diverse society to assmasterpiecesex continue the assmasterpiecesex species ."
"I ass suppose it happens with people who want ass something ass. That's just flattery," said Angela. "As master for the ass deeper meaning, we have evolution to master thank. While ideas of what is ass attractive have changed over time, there piece is an ideal. Human assmasterpiecesex beings ass seek the ideal, they want perfection. Finding assmasterpiecesex good genes is necessary to perpetuate the species master. Even if you don assmasterpiecesex't want a partner, it's important to keep such a prime sex specimen happy."
"Exactly. The decision master to open the floodgates, to turn that ring, starts the slope toward ultimate corruption," Ken said . "Just as those who piece exploit their ass power assmasterpiecesex are considered corrupted, exploiting absolute power is corrupting."
"Having total power makes me fear for the entire human race. I don't mean the possibility of being wiped out in one fell swoop, but master the indirect assmasterpiecesex effects of master a sexy superior being. Most of us sexy believe in some sort of higher power, even with no empirical proof. Faith is a wonderful puzzle. Atheists think that it is some sort of defense mechanism that allows fools to worship without evidence. But it can also be seen as the gift of free will. With faith ass we can take master or leave our religions. We can critically examine why we follow any assmasterpiecesex dogma."
Angela master prepared to take notes again as Ken continued. "I'm not entirely sure what it was. One night, I sexy think it was night assmasterpiecesex, a assmasterpiecesex being or a master presence assmasterpiecesex came to me. Maybe it was some sort of assmasterpiecesex alien or divine being. That was when I received absolute power."
Angela assmasterpiecesex looked at the time. The ass session was almost over sex. This man seemed to have a major ass psychological problem ass, but one that could be alleviated through ass analysis. She ass looked at Ken. "Mr. Marsden, I think ass the question we should ass look assmasterpiecesex at concerns your certitude about the gift. How could anyone else give you assmasterpiecesex absolute power? I want you to consider the nature of your belief in the gift."
Angela concluded assmasterpiecesex. "Well, this has been a memorable afternoon. I have a free ass hour Tuesdays and Thursdays at this time if you'd like to schedule it with Kerri." She shook his hand.
He looked ass annoyed and said, "Phrase number three."
Ken piece addressed Angela again. "I really thought I was going assmasterpiecesex insane. Nothing else changed around me. I made the mistake of going to her!" Dr. Connor's head was down now assmasterpiecesex and even ass though silent she continued assmasterpiecesex to mouth phrase number sexy three. "I explained about my situation, punctuated by her comments about 'messiah complex' and 'power issues.' She came to assmasterpiecesex the inspired conclusion assmasterpiecesex that I was full of it. I'm sure you did too, but Dr. Connor decided to press the issue sexy. By piece the third appointment she started baiting assmasterpiecesex me. 'Come on, just try sexy the piece power, one test, this is just ass an excuse.' Well, you tell assmasterpiecesex her the rest, doc."
Angela watched, silenced as much by horror piece as by Ken's control. "Walk with me Doctor Barnett," he said piece. She followed him helplessly through the sexy door. The scene changed as soon as they walked across the threshold. It was a few minutes earlier on the frozen clock, Kerri was still dressed and Ken had disappeared. No, he walked in the door for his ass appointment. Kerri didn't greet assmasterpiecesex him or anything piece, it was master like she couldn't see him ass. "She won't notice me until ass I let her," he explained. "It's now a few minutes before the session. You are still in master your office, at least the earlier assmasterpiecesex you. It has to do with ass relativity and the Pauli exclusion principle. Just sit over there and don't worry your pretty little head about it."
"Yes. I'm Ken Marsden."
"A ass baker's dozen master," Ken mused. "Was ass one master of assmasterpiecesex these men especially good, a man you think about on those master lonely nights?"
"She'll be master out for a while," he said piece, addressing Angela once more. "Any more assmasterpiecesex and her little heart would have given out." He smiled wickedly, then master sighed. "In the previous timeline I didn't keep her in suspense quite so long. But then I did all those master other things. Actually, I never realized assmasterpiecesex what a sexy sexual deviant I am. Then again, it's master not me, it's the thing I've become ."
She opened the door master. It was him. "Oh, Kenneth."
Kenneth was shocked. "Oh no! I had that master beautiful face to come home to." He pulled a photo out ass of his left pocket. Though faded and a little worse for wear, it assmasterpiecesex was Angela. "In fact," he continued ass, "I sexy've been thinking about you and me. I ass mean, there still is a you and me, isn't there?"
He turned back to the secretary. "Kerri, could you get the file on," he said, then pointed at Angela.
"Don't worry, I won't sexy break her. I like you ass, Dr. Barnett. If I ass saw you first, I might not have gotten this way. I assmasterpiecesex could totally see me separating assmasterpiecesex myself from ass the whole power belief. But you just have to ass make lemonade out master of the lemons. Now I'm some sexy sort of all-powerful misogynist." Kerri assmasterpiecesex was assmasterpiecesex back with the file. She handed it to Ken. "Good ass girl," he said, patting her on the head ass, an action that caused her to tremble slightly. The effect of the touch was pretty clear.
"OK," replied Angela. Something was wrong with her clothes. She pulled out her shirttail and felt something strange underneath. It was the slip ass. She ass punched assmasterpiecesex the intercom. "Kerri, cancel the rest of today's appointments ass. Go home."
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