<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: 12pt;"><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><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><em>… little one! ... a voice from long ago ... another inner shiver of delight ... and now to adjust her garter straps ... lift her skirt to find the adjustment slide ... oh my goodness! ... no panties ... and Mistress is shaved! ... tear my eyes away to take the strap and adjust the little slide until the strap is barely taut in front ... then on my knees around to do the same in back ... her ass cheek is so inviting! …</em></span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><em>… get the rear strap adjusted and move to her other leg ... straighten and adjust there too ... and now to ... now to ... oh my! ... now to kiss! ... to kiss her seams …</em></span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><em>… decide to be bold ... lift the back of her skirt high to where the strap meets the belt ... breathing harder ... inch forward and then lean ... and kist the strap right where it meets the belt ... and then downward ... my lips touch her ass cheek where the trap is taut and then only air until again the strap joins her stocking at the tab …</em></span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><em>… my fingers tremble as they slide down the sides of her stocking with my face between ... my lips trace the seam down and down ... the hollow behind her knee ... the swell of her calf ... down on my stomach now ... keeping contact and kissing the wonderful seam ... and ending at the ankle strap of her oh so wonderful stiletto! …</em></span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><em>… she asked me a question? ... oh, yes ... back up on my knees moving behind her …</em></span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">“Crave Mistress? I serve Mistress! Mistress may treat her servant as Mistress chooses!”</span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><em>… my hand caresses her bare check as I lift the back of her skirt ... then my lips traverse first the strap and then the seam and finally down her Achilles tendon to the ankle strap ... back on my knees, slide around in front of her with my eyes downcast ... looking at her shoes …</em></span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">“Mistress, your stockings appear to be in order. Your servant regrets she did not wear stockings and clothing more appropriate to serving you. May your servant retire to dress more appropriately? To serve perhaps later today wherever Mistress desires?”</span></span><br/>