A really long time ago, and I mean at least 10 years, there was a lady (my first micro from the STD) and her name was Alice.
Over the course of about 2 years she moved from place to place but I was able to locate her because I knew her ad.
This time she had relocated to a street off Kingsway, a little north of Safeway in the Joyce area.
She met me at the bank on Kingsway and we walked a little bit to a townhouse. When I entered, there were 6 (six) lovelies squeezed onto a small couch. After I caught me breath, she asked me which one I wanted and the only thing that came to mind was, "Do i have to choose only one?" Over the course of the next several days I worked my way through most of them, and there was not a disappointment in the bunch. Seems like competition brings out the best in the ladies.
One of the best parts of the ordeal was following the "chosen one" for that day up the stairs. Not a one of them were wearing any panties. And it just got better from there. Alice had a real knack to doing the right thing.