<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>… grin … maybe we have something here …</em></span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">  “See you in your room with food in a bit.”</span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><em>… head first for the kitchen … ask for three BLTs and chips and bottled water … she gets out bacon and starts frying, a tomato and lettuce and what looks like a good wheat bread  and a jar of mayonnaise so maybe we communicated successfully … I head down the hall to the clothing room … ditch the whole outfit into the dirty clothes hamper and the shoes back on the rack … find a simple, functional maids uniform … shoes with shorter heels … cotton panties … okay, no bra because the uniform sort of has one built in … dressed and back to the kitchen where the cook is putting three plates on a tray along with bags of chips … napkins …</em></span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">  “Danke, Fraulein!”</span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><em>… down th ehall carrying the tray … at their door, bump the door with my foot by way of knocking and then carefully balance the tray while I open the door with my other hand … carry th etray in and put it on the table …</em></span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">  “Lunch is served ladies!”</span></span><br/><br/>