<div class="floatleft"><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><div align="center">(https://www.mediafire.com/convkey/2385/eotcdgr8scvudk8zg.jpg)<br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><strong>Jaclyn Rosendahl</strong><br/>Entrepreneur<br/><em>About her</em> (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=289408.msg14241614#msg14241614)<br/><span style="text-decoration: overline;">         </span></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>… furs handled and within reach … Taffy handles Amanda’s insults … we stand again in front of Mistress …<br/><br/>… who is posing for me! … I realize she is posing suggestively for me! … shiver inside … Dr. Kyle’s CBT (https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cognitive_behavioral_therapy) has me well aware of what part of my brain is doing … her foot! … want to cradle it against my cheek to still it’s twitching … wants to kiss it and … ‘Stop Jaclyn! You have choices! You know better than to choose that path!’ … part of me remembers the last time I followed that path and how Peter had to rescue me …</em></span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">  “Are you okay Ms. du Monde? It’s been a while. You’re looking well!”</span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><em>… my voice may have trembled slightly … feel like I want to flee … grab my coat and flee … feel trapped where I stand …</em></span></span><br/>