<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<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Gathering<br/>Wearing (http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=89804626)<br/><br/>Jaclyn listened to him speak and it all made sense, it was good to know she wasn't the only one that was affect in such a way. But the idea of controlling it seemed nearly impossible. He had seen her in her wolf from, the smaller form always felt wilder and freer. And he had seen she had moments where her control wasn't always the best. Mostly when she got overwhelmed with what ever was going on. Needless to say it had been a difficult first few days after he had saved her.<br/><br/>When he suggested that she get a partner her body tensed. The idea of one of those men that were back in the clearing pawing at her the way they were with the females they had with them. Her eyes looked back to Harley, swearing that she had sensed his tension earlier.<strong> "Are there rules about who? Do we even have rules?" </strong>she asked not sure how to approach it all.<strong> "Can the woman chose?"</strong>she asked fidgeting where she sat a bit. The idea of Harley touching her caused her to warm all over again, the heat centering between her legs.<strong> "If I can chose...I was wondering if you...I mean..."</strong>she tried to get the words out but felt like that stupid girl still trapped and unsure of what to do or say.<strong>"Never mind it's silly, I now I'm not much and I'd have no idea what I was doing anyway." </strong>she said looking down at her hands trying not to blush like an idiot.