<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: 12pt;"><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><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><em>… and that is all? ... kneel quietly ... absorb Mistress instructions ... look up at her …</em></span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">“Of course, Mistress. Six o'clock. Your apartment. Your assistant has your address.”</span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><em>… rise carefully to my feet ... eyes still downcast…</em></span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">“Thank you Mistress. Thank you Doctor. I'm, um, I 'm grateful for the treatment and will participate fully in m, um, my therapy.”</span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><em>… curtsy as best I can in the denim skirt ... turn to head for the door ... remember my jacket ... turn and pick that up ... carry it out and close the door behind me ... put on the jacket and walk over to the desk ... the assistant is gone ... look at the several cards ... find one with an apartment number ... oooh, nice location! ... up from mine! ... turn on myh heel and head for the elevator …</em></span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><em>… enter my apartment and take off the jacket ... take out my phone ... ‘Hildegard, set an alarm for every hour on the hour from now until 5 o'clock today. Thank you dear.’ ... there …</em></span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><em>… look at the time ... was with Mistress more than an hour! have a few minutes to start to choose clothes for tonight ... into my bedroom where I hang up the jacket and the skirt ... leave on the thin T-shirt and heels ... what for tonight? ... ‘dressed as you think appropriate to ‘attend’ to me, both privately and publicly for the evening’ ... ‘same panties as you are now so that I may see the proof’ ... proof? ... proof that I teased myself ... or that I teased myself and did not release? ... take off the stilettos and carry them too into my closet to put away ... what to wear to attend Mistress? ... start to riffle through my dresses ... choose two possibles ... then my blouses ... oh, maybe this? ... or this? …</em></span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><strong>“Jaclyn, it's the top of the hour!”</strong></span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><em>… what the? ... oh, my phone ... and time to ... to tease myself ... but not release ... even the though makes me wet ... in the bedroom, pull the comforter aside and fold back the sheet ... lay down on my back with my knees apart and up ... one hand on my breasts ... the other finds my crease ... 'ooh' ... on a hair trigger! ... relax ... squeeze my breast and pinch my nipple ... remember when Nikki pierced my nipples and hung little bells from them ... 'ooh' ... wrong thoughts! ... almost went too far ... relax Jaclyn! ... settle into a slow rhythm ... stroke and caress and pinch lightly …</em></span></span><br/>