Janet and I drove to Montreal. We flagged down a horse drawn carriage for a tour of Olde Montreal.
We walked the narrow cobblestone streets. Visited small shops and a sidewalk restaurant for lunch.
As usually she wore a short undress and no panties or bra. She is something to behold.
She spotted a small lingerie store and wandered in. We were met by a very attractive young woman. She greeted us in French. Neither of us speak French, but Janet and the girl instantly clicked. I was ushered out the door and told to amuse myself.
I found a small cafe almost directly across the street.
Well over an hour passed before Janet emerged with a small shopping bag and a great smile. The sales girl gave her a long kiss on the lips then said good bye.
Janet told me the whole story while making love that night.
And that is another story for another time.