Review by HUNGRY101, July, 2010
I missed my connection to the USA in the Montreal airport. There I was ...Stuck in Montreal. I check into the airport motel and I called Montreal Girls On Fire and they send Kelli over to help me deal with jet lag. There is a knock on the door and I answer. She says with a French-Canadian accent, Hello I am Kelli from the agency. I see a 5'6 beautiful hottie wearing open toed stripper heals and black jeans with a tight black coat with jet black hair (she changed from blond to black)...just like the college cutie you saw at the club that you lusted after. My heart sinks into my abdomen and I say to myself Thank you for making me a human being than I invite her in....read on.