Ended up in the wrong part of town late at night once. Had a copy of Eye magazine with me and saw hers. Little Dog was intrigued, went and sniffed around. Ad lies, and so does she. If you go, go drunk and blind. She is hard on the eyes. She's a biggun. For the record, I declined the prostate massage, took the basic rub and tug and got the hell out of there. She did the tug with a rubber glove on that was filled with hot water - interesting, but not worth the flab. As usual, the ads in Now or Eye are hit and miss, usually miss. For every Emma at Bay/Charles, there are 5 of these slobs who tell you over the phone that they are 25, 40DD/28/34, only to be the opposite. Wasn't as bad as the one ad I checked out near Woodbine Racetrack. I've bet on horses that were slimmer and better looking than this beast. *shudders*