<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: 11pt;"><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></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>… with the nipple shields in hand and peroxide and cotton balls, I walk through a curtain to the back of the store … look around … a rest room … an empty, dark office … a stack of what looks to be surveillance equipment just inside the back door … no side doors … the back door has the detectors for an alarm system … looking up, see the toilet and office as well as the hall are both open to the what appears to be the roof maybe 20 feet up, same height as the faulted ceiling in the front of the store … and a skylifht … no apparent wires going up to the skylight though whther the panels can be opened is not at all apparent … just light and dirty windows … <br/><br/>… into the toilet and slide the latch for the door … light over the sink … undo a few buttons at the bottom of my blouse in back so I can slide it up above my tits … unscrew one of th edumbells and slide it out of the hole … take one of the shields and carefully wash it with the peroxide … then my nipple … and carefully slide the shield over my nipple and then the barbell through the shield and nipple and other side of the shield … an interesting feeling! … tugs my nipple away from my tit a little … should be really gorgeous through my thin blouse … then the other one … slide the blouse back down and button it … open and retie the skirt … no, the ring is safe in my butt crack though getting close to my pucker … check my look in the mirror …  lipstick from my purse … the now familiar sting of cinnamon … lovely … clerky will get a kiss and a tittie press …<br/><br/>… deep breath … time for more gush …head back out front … heels click on the floor and Amanda looks up as does the clerk … press my shoulders back a little to stretch the blouse a little tighter …</em></span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">  “What do you think, Emmy! I like ‘em a whole lot! They feel delicious too!”</span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><em>… turn toward the clerk …</em></span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">  “Don’t you think so too?”</span></span><br/>