<div class="floatleft">(http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f131/devilman_kain/Susan%20Coffey/susan_coffey_sexy0047.jpg)</div><strong>Jaclyn Conners</strong><br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Harley,Anne, Steve, Amber  those at the gathering<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Gathering<br/>Wearing (http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=89804626)<br/><br/>Jaclyn looked to Steve, the city wolf that had an air of cocky confidence around him. She couldn't remember the last time she had been within a large city. The trip here had Harley and herself traveling paths that weren't always taken. Skating around the cities, the crowded streets left behind before she was forced to face them. But Jaclyn also knew that each person had the place they thrived. And to be honest the pictures that she had seen in some of her books made her want to travel the world a hundred times over. Though the description Steve gave for sex confused her a bit, it sounded as if it could become someone’s addiction. But as she looked about his words did kind of fit the situation at hand.<strong>"I guess there are a great deal of good partners around...I mean...they all seem to be enjoying themselves."</strong>she said trying to resist the urge to look around her once more. The comment about her being a beauty and not having to wait long caused her to fidget where she sat. The idea scared her...and in a strange way excited her. In truth Jaclyn had no idea what to do about it all...least of all about what she was feeling.<br/><br/>As he spoke about the way they lived, that their last day could be today she thought about where she had come from. The contrast of the two worlds, here they lived for the day because it could be their last. And where she came from she lived because there was no choice but wish it was her last. Jaclyn wondered if there really was a way for her to belong, or was she just too different?<strong>"I suppose your right." </strong>she said softy giving him a soft half smile.<br/><br/>Harley spoke up about her questions as well, her gaze turning to look at him as he spoke about the release of sex. She understood the idea of it, after all she wasn't stupid. She knew the definition of an orgasm but the feeling of it was something she had no clue about. She was about to say something when he asked if she had ever felt it. Again she bit her lip hard and simply shook her head, thankful that he didn't force her to answer. It seemed almost foolish to not know what another person’s touch felt like with all of the open sexuality going around them. When he finally asked about taking a break and even offered to go with her she let a breath go,<strong> "Yes." </strong>she said suddenly but blinked and looked around.<strong>"I mean...it’s just all so...I'm not really used to...people."</strong>she groaned realizing how utterly pathetic she sounded. The scent of arousal was clear all around, the men's state was not something she could miss. Harley wanted to have sex with someone, and she knew it was selfish to ask him to come with her. She didn't need a babysitter...right?<strong>"It's ok you can stay with them I know you want."</strong>she told him and stood,<strong>"It was nice meeting you all. I just need a bit of fresh air and to move, been caged up to long."</strong>she said laughing awkwardly,<strong>"Till later then?"</strong>she asked not sure how welcome she would be here in the end of it all.<br/><br/>Amber seemed keen on spending some time with Anne, and she was sure the men wanted to find their own partners for the evening. So Jaclyn nodded softly and started to back from the group.<strong>"I'm just going to go for a run."</strong>she said softly, giving Harley a soft smile trying to assure him he could do whatever he wanted to do. Her gripped in her hands Jaclyn turned and started to walk through the very active camp, towards the tree line hoping that the fresh air would help calm whatever was going on within her body.<br/>