I had a nightmare featuring the Luvinlioness. I was a classy gentleman of about sixty-five, of independent means, living in the Toronto area and still, surprisingly, able to bring it and keep it up. I had contacted a certain matronly escort currently working the Toronto environs, swelling at the thought of her reproducing some of her nastier turns I'd come across on DVD. I contributed the requisite number of Canadian red roses for anal but when it came to the piece de resistance, the Lioness screamed, just the tip, just the tip! I woke up drenched in sweat and hoping I'd gone for the 30 year old Acadian girl.