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Ethel's 70th Birthday

Ethel checked into a hotel on her 70th birthday and she was a bit lonely.
She thought, I'll call one of those men you see advertised in the phone
books for escorts and sensual massages.

She looked through the phone-book, found a full-page ad for a guy calling
himself Tender Terry, a very handsome man, with assorted physical skills
flexing in the photo. He had all the right muscles in all the right places,
thick wavy hair, long powerful legs, dazzling smile, six-pack abs, and she
felt quite certain she'd never seen such a gorgeous butt... She figured,
What the heck, no-one will ever know! I'll give him a call.

"Good evening Ma'am, how may I help you?"

Oh my! He sounded so unbelievably ooooo sexy! Afraid she would lose her
nerve if she hesitated, she then said: "I hear you give a great massage.
I'd like you to come to my hotel room and give me one. No, wait. I should
be straight with you."

Pausing, she continued: "I'm in town all alone, and all I want is sex and I
want it now. Bring toys. Leather, whips, everything you've got in your bag
of tricks. We'll go hot and heavy all night. Tie me up, cover me in chocolate
syrup and whipped cream, anything and everything. I'm ready! Now, how
does that sound?"

He said, "That sounds absolutely fantastic. But you do need to press 9 for
an outside line."
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