<div class="floatleft"><div align="center">(https://i.pinimg.com/474x/90/45/fa/9045fa9a9a88ebbc589f02ffba64f174.jpg)<br/></div><div align="center"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Berlin Sans FB;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 11pt;"> Taffy Silk<br/>‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾  </span></span></div></div><br/>Well, this is completely fucked up.<br/><br/>Jaclyn is clearly not in her right mind, and it's way out of my skill set to help with that. I tried a slap, I tried (badly, probably) taking a position of being in charge, and... well, nothing. I wince a little at the punishment being meted out, yet... well, this is not the first time Jaclyn's pride has dropped her in it and she's run off for du Monde - yet she continues to claim that du Monde is more trustworthy than Peter.<br/><br/>Retreat and regroup, I guess. Maybe she'll get bored of Jaclyn at sometime.<br/><br/>The nod to the side tells me about the other arrival, oh good, the psycho from the airport. Just what the world needs right now.<br/><br/>"As Jaclyn seems happy to stay as a sextoy, I would like my coat and phone, and I will be on my way."<br/><br/>Not much more I can do, apart from be ready for the psycho doing something crazy.