A lady is feeling a bit down
in the dumps and decides to treat herself to a meal at the Ritz. She manages
to get a table that very night and enjoys a delicious meal on her own,
nothing too extravagant but nice all the same.
The head waiter brings
the bill and she's horrified to see the total: $150! She didn't expect
this at all and asks the waiter, "Would you mind holding my breasts
while I write the check please?"
The head waiter is taken aback.
In all his years in the job he's never been asked that before, but always
eager to please the customer, he obliges.
She gets up to leave and
the waiter is still perplexed. His curiosity gets the better of him and he
catches up with her at the door, "I'm sorry to bother you Miss, but
I'd like to know why you asked me to do that just
now."
"Oh it's quite simple, really," she replies.
"I love to have my breasts held when I'm being
screwed."
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