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| William and Mildred were
married twenty-five years. They decided to celebrate with a trip to Las Vegas. When they
entered the hotel/casino and registered, a sweet young woman dressed in a very short
skirt, became very friendly. William brushed her off rather rudely. Mildred objected,
"William, she was nice, that young woman, and you were so rude."
"Mildred, she's a
prostitute."
"I don't believe you.
That sweet young thing?
"Let's go up to our
room and I'll prove it." In their room, William called down to the desk and asked for
Candie to come to room 1217.
"Now," he said,
"you hide in the bathroom with the door open just enough to hear us, okay?" She
did. Soon, there was a knock on the door. William opened it and Candie walked in, swirling
her hips provocatively.
"So, I see you're
interested after all," she said.
William asked, "How
much do you charge?"
"$125 basic rate, $100
tips for special services."
William was taken aback.
"$125! I was thinking more in the range of $25."
Candie laughed derisively.
"You must really be a hick if you think you can buy sex for that price."
"Well," said
William, "I guess we can't do business. Goodbye." After she left, Mildred came
out of the bathroom. "I just can't believe it."
William said, "Let's
forget it. We'll go have a drink, then eat dinner."
At the bar, as they sipped
their cocktails, Candie came up behind William pointed slyly at Mildred, and said,
"See what you get for $25?" |
