<div class="floatleft"><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></div><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><em>… as soon as I hear the door close, I’m into the bedroom to open the top box … yes, cosmetics and a comb … sit and open the covered tray on the desk … meats and cheeses and scrambled eggs and wheat toast and British marmalade … I’m hungry so it all goes down quickly … I know I’m running late for the 10:30 photography session so I hurry but not too much … dry my hair and curl it slightly … take a moment to appluy the lip gloss from yesterday to all the same places and then set aside the cosmetic box to see what costume I’ll be posing in … I’m feeling good about this though so what I see just makes me smile …<br/><br/>… classic undergarments … pink lace and ruffles … underwire push up demi bra with very thin, wide set straps that fastens in back and pink ruffle around the bottom of the bands and the cups and and on the shoulder straps too … four tab shirred garter belt … pink sheer stockings with open toes and lace tops … little pink socks too with ruffles around the top and open toes … sheer panties with ruffles around the top and legs … get all that worked into place in front of the full length mirror … my legs feel wonderful in the tight stockings and my nipples peek out through the ruffle at the top of the cups …<br/><br/>… the outer garments are scandalous and I giggle at the two pieces…  the blouse is very pale pink and totally sheer with little puff sleeves … the skirt is, well, short and tight … the blouse has three buttons, all of which barely hold it closed in front … this will be fun! … and the skirt is slit back and front and shows anything one wants to see …<br/><br/>… the shoes are as expected, 2 inch platforms open toe sandals with seven inch heels and ankle straps … the ruffled socks draw attention to the straps … walking will be interesting …<br/><br/>… next the cosmetics … I’m feeling so mellow! …. sit at the desk because there’s a makeup mirror … pink eye shadow and liner eyebrow pencil … then my cheeks … photography so natural light … heavy on the pink blusher … hear the door open behind me … see ‘Seals’ in the mirror …</em></span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">  “Come in Seals, I’m almost ready”</span></span><div class="floatleft"><div align="center">(https://www.mediafire.com/convkey/4499/xb9hxnm05zq4b95zg.jpg)<br/><strong>Gilles Grieder</strong><br/>Photographer<br/>Roissy, Switzerland<br/> ‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾ </div></div><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: times new roman;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 13pt;">  “That’s okay. May I watch? Something I’ve always enjoyed watching women do, apply makeup. Call me weird.”</span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><em>… watch? … well he claims to be a photographer …</em></span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">  “Please do! Pull up a chair.”</span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><em>… use the powder puff to take the glare out … reach for the lip gloss and and turn toward him …</em></span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">  “It’ll be your lighting. How’s the color so far?”</span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: times new roman;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 13pt;">  I pull up the other chair to sit facing her from the side. She’s quite deft with the brush on her cheeks.<br/><br/>  “That will do I think. We’ll take the makeup along and perhaps modify after the test shots. May I paint your lips for you?”</span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><em>… oh my … hold the tube of gloss out to him and turn to sit fully facing him … feel my nipples harden slightly …</em></span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">  “Please do. I haven’t had someone do my makeup in too long!”</span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: times new roman;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 13pt;">  Take the gloss and she purses her lips. Paint the scarlet liquid to emphasize her wonderful Cupid’s bow. She may have had lip enhancement at one point because it is already quite a lovely shape.<br/><br/>  “There, see how that looks.”</span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><em>… he rests his hand on my shoulder to urge me to turn … turn in the chair back to the mirror … his hand slides around to my upper back under my hair…</em></span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">  “Your hand feels nice, Seals.”</span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><em>… inspect the lippy in the mirror … take the tube and apply a bit more to places he may have skimped … my lips are definetly swollen from the plumper and this too has that cinnamon taste and sting … his hand rubs gently between my shoulder blades through the thin blouse … close my eyes …</em></span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">  “You can rub my back any day, Seals.” #<em>Mmmmmm</em></span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: times new roman;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 13pt;">  Needing no more encouragement, I rub her back and then uo to her neck where I apply a little pressure to the muscles there. She’s surprisingly relaxed.<br/><br/>  “You are very lovely! The Mistress here said your name was Vajayjay. May I call you pussy? You purr like a kitten.”</span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><em>… blush slightly at the slur and then he segues that into kitten …</em></span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">  “Please do, Seals. For today anyway. She did not tell you my public name, only her pet name of the moment.”</span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: times new roman;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 13pt;">  As I had suspected. Drop my hand to trace along her bra strap and over to the shoulder strap and up again to her shoulder.<br/><br/>  “But alas we have some photographs to take to please the Mistress of this place. Come along please, my sweet Pussy.”</span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><em>… shudder as he traces my bra strap … as we stand, he moves his hand again to my mid back and rests there I collect the makeup from the desk and drop it into the bag it came in and we head for the door … his hand drops momentarily as he opens the door for me … and then finds it’s proper place low on my back … gentle touches as he steers me down the hall and opens a door to a stairwell that goes down…</em></span></span><br/>