Then I'm guessing you never read the ROS of my reviews like, "Bra Burning with BrandyLee" (written under my previous handle).
She was on her knees before me when she abruptly stopped and asked, "What's that smell? OHMYGOD!!!"
Her lacy white bra, which I'd undone and carelessly set aside atop one of her scented candles, was on fire. Momentary panic, beating out flames, profuse apologies...and then picking up where we left off. Yes, I came.
I reimbursed her for the damages. She saved the scorched bra and mounted it on the cork bulletin board in a corner of her boudoir. It turned into a shrine and became quite the "icebreaker" for her subsequent clients.
Then again, maybe that review was from your wistfully recalled "days of old": 2011-2012, my guess.