Maple


Oh, Canada! A majestic land, where order is maintained by the noble Mounties. One bite of the maple donut and you're instantly transported there. That's not a metaphor; you find yourself literally standing in the Canadian wilderness, with a cool breeze blowing up your dress.

Dress? Oh, my, yes. It's part of your uniform. You are now a member of the RCMP and will be expected to wear the required clothing. It's not so bad: it does show off your smooth, silky legs, while offering quick access to your, ahem, beaver.

However, since you are part of the mounted police, you really ought to find something to be mounted on. Perhaps your partner, Philip?

Still hungry?

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