Maison de débauche.

It turns out that 5 or more women living in the same house in Canada is assumed to be a bawdy-house. Yes, you read that correctly: a bawdy-house. I appear to be about to move into such a thing - apart from the fact that Kevin is a boy, he's committed to dressing up as a lady if/when required.

And I have declared myself the madam, mainly because i'll be the oldest lady of the night living there, and I have the top floor.

I was hoping we might be eligible for some well-hidden, dusty income tax provision or something (due to our particular circumstances) but it appears not to be the case.

If you're looking for a good time, call me!