Corruption Part Three: Kati Derevere

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Kati Derevere is a married woman, about my sisters age.

She is attractive -- on a certain level, but her smile is scary.

I remember when I first met her, she showed no empathy, and thought I was crazy like everyone else.

Over time, our meetings evolved into "what's going on with Brendan?" sessions, because as time progressed, and my life became the way it was, whether I was telepathic or "schizophrenic" the lacking-in-spirituality "doctors" in the USA who only focus on psychology, and not spirituality, had no idea how involved I was in the internet, and spiritual movement at the time.

I showed my telekinetic ability to Kati once, with a piece of paper on the tip of a pen, that I held in my hand.

She saw the object move.

Over time, I felt like she was interviewing me.

It didn't seem like a normal doctor-patient relationship at all.

One day, she seemed really excited to see me.

She smiled as soon as I walked in to her office.

I always wore black when I saw her.

I was going to my funeral, after all.

Finding out that I am a "private" research study, in America, to study genetic mutation, and learn about pretty much anything to do with evolution, devoid of the  actual words I write, or art I produce, I am more "studied" by doctors, than helped by them.

She wrote down every "interesting" word I said. Typing at her keyboard as I talked to her.

I felt so alienated.

Eventually, I was to have a valium overdose thanks to her, because she allowed an ex-heroin addict like me to hold on to the entire bottle.

My dad found me on the floor, in my apartment, where I probably would have died if it were not for him.

I went back to Kati's office, and confessed I did valium in high school, and I am an addict to the drug -- I mixed it with a lot of beer, and I also confessed I don't want it anymore.

Years went by, and the only time I ever did "valium" was when a hospital forced me to take it, which was recently.

I upped my psychic power when they gave me valium, because I was able to sneak alcohol into the hospital I was in.

I got so wasted in that stupid place, I could read about anyone's mind.

Kati knew I was a telepath, or "something" but she didn't want to say what.

Finally, I had to see case managers about moving out of my house, because I felt like I didn't belong there.

I was already planning on moving out.

My parents selected some very "NWO" style women, who I fucked (both of them) on Pornhub, after our business was done.

The female case managers were both psychic, and made sublime sexual remarks constantly, until we were online together.

It was kind of stupid.

Before that, I also had virtual sex with Kati Derevere.

She had posted a video, very well-planted in my algorithm, that I found on Pornhub.com, and my doctor's pussy *Kati Derevere, was soon in my face, as I watched her hand touch it, and sensing her own bodies energy, as my astral affectation washed over her.

I reached through the screen, with my virtual effect, and I think I made her cum.

I also had an orgasm.

She is no longer my doctor, only for professional reasons, of her own.

I kind of still respect her, but it was also (yet) an alienating experience, because though I am kind of a sex-addict, or just a bit of a perve (I have to admit) this woman is terrifying, and having sex with her was nightmarish.



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