Post by Gary on Feb 19, 2003 1:28:23 GMT
A very attractive lady goes up to a bar in a quiet rural pub. She gestures seductively to the bartman who comes over immediately. She then signals that he should bring his face closer to hers and begins to gently caress his full beard.
Are you the manager?" she asks, softly stroking his face with both hands.
"Actually, n-n-n no," the man replies.
"Can you get him for me? I need to speak to him" she says, running her hands beyond his beard and into his hair.
"I'm afraid I can't, he's unavailable at the moment," breathes the barman. "Is there anything I can do?"
"Yes, there is. I need you to give him a message," she continues, running her forefinger across the bartmans lips and very suggestively popping a couple of her fingers into his mouth and allowing him to suck them gently.
"What should I tell him?" the bartman manages to say.
"Tell him," she whispers, "that there is no toilet paper, soap or towels in the ladies toilets".
Are you the manager?" she asks, softly stroking his face with both hands.
"Actually, n-n-n no," the man replies.
"Can you get him for me? I need to speak to him" she says, running her hands beyond his beard and into his hair.
"I'm afraid I can't, he's unavailable at the moment," breathes the barman. "Is there anything I can do?"
"Yes, there is. I need you to give him a message," she continues, running her forefinger across the bartmans lips and very suggestively popping a couple of her fingers into his mouth and allowing him to suck them gently.
"What should I tell him?" the bartman manages to say.
"Tell him," she whispers, "that there is no toilet paper, soap or towels in the ladies toilets".
