<div class="floatleft"><div align="center">(http://www.mediafire.com/convkey/132c/qanv0vlare944wbzg.jpg)<br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 11pt;"><strong>Jaclyn Rosendahl</strong></span><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 10pt;">Entrepreneur<br/><em>About Jaclyn</em> (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=289408.msg14241614#msg14241614)<br/> ‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾ </span></span></div></div><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><em>… and abruptly she’s leaving …</em></span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">  “Um, see you in the, um, the morning?”</span></span><div class="floatright">(http://www.mediafire.com/convkey/b5a2/2wh1cpohkh444kdzg.jpg)</div><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><em>… and she’s gone! … sit on the edge of my bed for a long moment … then reach into my purse to pull out what I’d been saving, unknowing when I would even want to use it … unbutton my PJ top and carefully insert it into the still open hole from when Nikita betrayed me back in Vegas … my nipple hardens even more as the weight tugs it … turn off the light and lay back down … how long it takes me to fall back to sleep I don’t know … all I remember is dreaming of warm lips and tender touches …<br/><br/>… I’m wakened by bright light outside my tent … it’s morning! … dress, making sure the ring cannot be seen through my bra and camp shirt … I use the facilities to wash up and return to my tent to put on sunscreen … what will this morning bring? …<br/><br/>… head next to the dining tent … fill a mug from the coffee pot and sit where I can watch the day … wait for whoever will be next up …</em></span></span><br/>