crshoveride1
07-02-2004, 12:36 AM
A very attractive lady goes up to a bar in a quiet, rural
pub. she gestures alluringly to the bartender who comes over
immediately. When he arrives, she seductively signals that he should bring his face closer to hers.
When he does she begins to gently caress his full beard.
"Are you the manager?" she asks, softly stroking his face
with both hands. "Actually, no," the man replied.
"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," breathes the bartender. "Is there
anything I can do?"
"Yes, there is. I need you to give him a message," she
continues, running her forefinger across the bartender's lips and
slyly popping a couple of her fingers into his mouth and allowing him to
suck them gently.
"What should I tell him?" the bartender manages to say.
"Tell him," she whispers, "there is no toilet paper,
handsoap, or papertowels in the women's bathroom...."
pub. she gestures alluringly to the bartender who comes over
immediately. When he arrives, she seductively signals that he should bring his face closer to hers.
When he does she begins to gently caress his full beard.
"Are you the manager?" she asks, softly stroking his face
with both hands. "Actually, no," the man replied.
"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," breathes the bartender. "Is there
anything I can do?"
"Yes, there is. I need you to give him a message," she
continues, running her forefinger across the bartender's lips and
slyly popping a couple of her fingers into his mouth and allowing him to
suck them gently.
"What should I tell him?" the bartender manages to say.
"Tell him," she whispers, "there is no toilet paper,
handsoap, or papertowels in the women's bathroom...."