<div class="floatleft"><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><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><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 10pt;"><br/>Entrepreneur<br/><em>About Jaclyn</em> (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=289408.msg14241614#msg14241614)<br/>‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾</span></span></div></td><td>(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/4/4d/AlTeregoSeparator.png)</td></tr></tbody></table></div><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><em>… so she wishes to know my continued commitement to her … very well … sink to my knees and lavish both of her feet with kisses and toe sucking and light massage … after I’ve done that for at least as long as I have done before, I kneel where I was and look at the floor …</em></span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">  “Mistress, only luck lead me back here this morning. I went out without communications devices though apparently those were how the others communicate. There were no contingency plans in case of interruption. And only because of a Swiss citizen who hates the police am I back here with the diamonds. In my hotels, we plan banquets better than this was planned. Contingency plans for staff not showing up and for food preparation going wrong and for bad weather and all the things that can happen to events as small as a dozen people. If there were any plans last night, I was unaware of them. I can’t operate that way, Mistress! And please, you shouldn’t either., you risk prison or worse unnecessarily.”</span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><em>… pause …</em></span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">  “Thanks to your cook, I’m rested now. I’m not yet prepared to undertake any fencing operation and I’d like some better planning to go into this simple task. I cannot make the others cooperate and dare say they’re not interested in doing so. So Mistress, I’d prefer to operate solo from now on and to consume a small amount of your time on coordinating plans on how to handle all the things that might arise during any operation. The days of me naively waltzing through airports and customs are over. I can’t do it. If that means I leave here without what I hope to gain by being here, then so be it. Yet I think you know the risks not just to me but to your enterprise if that happens. I am not an adept actor who can lie at all well, so sooner or later the authorities will know what I know. I trust you don’t want that to happen, nor do I. But I cannot continue the way this has gone.”</span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><em>… pause again …</em></span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">  “May I accompany you to your dinner, Mistress? I believe the cook is ready whenever you arrive.”</span></span><br/>