<div class="floatleft"><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><div align="center">(https://www.mediafire.com/convkey/ff6d/2eiwghvw6s44q42zg.jpg)<br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><strong>Vajayjay</strong><br/>fka Jaclyn Rosendahl<br/>Lackey<br/><em>About her</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>… my inner funk increases as the time creeps later and later … all that Dr. Kyle tried to build into my defenses is finding its way to a shelf … what hold does this woman have on me that my very soul runs and hides when she calls? …<br/><br/>… and here she is … who is the fairest? …</em></span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">  “You are Mistress. You’re the fairest of all. I’m blind to your beauty.”</span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><em>… even if I wanted to stare daggers, these damn lenses would turn that into abject silliness …</em></span></span><br/>