<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>… been over what each person saw and then some ... suppressed and maybe that means I'm off the hook ... Du Monde, I don't know …</em></span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><em>… she text's Steffy ... good ... asks about me and Peter ... smile …</em></span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">“No, Peter and I are not intimate. Very unlikely too. He's in love with his Phanessa. You know her as Mechelle, our British bartender at Steel Horse. Peter and I have a close relationship. He's sort of like the older brother I never had. We may have a business partnership going. We seem to agree on a lot of things and sometimes we squabble like brother and sister. But I don't see any intimacy between us, ever. Won't say never because that's too long a time.” #<em>Giggle</em></span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><em>… she stretches out her legs and sets down her glass ... time to fetch the bottle ... she starts to talk before I have a chance to unwind and go to fetch the bottle …</em></span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><em>… listen to her and when she runs down, unwind my legs …</em></span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">“So I suggest another appointment with Dr. Kyle might be a good thing for you? She's helping me a whole lot. And I like her too. Sucks to lose your memories like that. I wonder what happened to Nicole? She got drugged different, best I could tell. I hate the Jamesons! Maybe I ought to do a Comte de Monte-Cristo on them, y'know, an elaborate and totally devastating sort of revenge thing, just on general principle.”</span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><em>… leverage my body to my feet …</em></span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">“I'll get the wine. We need more. So are you attracted to Steffy? Talk about that maybe? Is she cute? How does she rub you the right and wrong ways? I'm listening, go ahead.”</span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><em>… head for the kitchen and get the bottle of wine out of the fridge ... head back out to grab her glass and fill it to an inch of the brim ... mine the same ... set the bottle down because we'll polish it off soon enough …</em></span></span><br/>