<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: 9pt;">Jaclyn Rosendahl</span><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 11pt;"><strong>Courtesan Vajayjay</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><div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/4/4d/AlTeregoSeparator.png)(https://www.mediafire.com/convkey/c088/xbiub7a5iz8xk66zg.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><em>… can she get me anything? … I’m done talking about her cop shit …</em></span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">  “If I see something, I’ll point it out, okay?”</span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><em>… hold her upper arm loosely with both hands … feels like how two girl lovers would walk here … a club with what sounds like thrash coming out the door … then an adult store … we window shop …</em></span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">  “Ooh, they’ve got those arm hobble cuffs, the kind that goes above the elbows and pull your shoulders back. I wonder how it feels to be trussed like that? Betcha those work on petite blondes better than handcuffs.”</span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><em>… point at the strap ons and giggle … the ones with something to go inside the girl wearing it look like fun too …</em></span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">  “See anything we need right now? I don’t, I want to dance and then come back here and you can steal something to use on me. I’ll let you choose. I’ll buy something while you do that, okay?”</span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><em>… we move on … wave to two girls sitting in a window advertising their services … too near the top of the street for them to be doing more than pursing their lips and offering kisses …</em></span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">  “You think you could ever do that? Sell yourself I mean? I’d have to be pretty desperate I guess. Seems dangerous too, diseases and bad people who go beyond the limits.”</span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><em>… in the middle of the next block is a club with a line and a velvet rope … listen and it sounds like something to dance to … when we get in line, the bouncer beckons us to the front …</em></span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: times new roman;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 13pt;">  “You’re cute! Get in there!”</span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><em>… shrug and go inside …</em></span></span><br/>