Last week, Ethel checked into a motel on her 70th birthday and she was a bit lonely.
She thought, "I'll call one of those men you see advertised in phone books for escorts
and sensual massages." She looked through the phone book, found a full page ad
for a guy calling himself Tender Tony - 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 could bounce a sixpence off
his well-oiled butt... She figured, what the heck, nobody will ever know. I'll give him a call...
"Good evening, ma'am, how may I help you?!?"
Oh my, he sounded sooo sexy! Afraid she would lose her nerve if she hesitated, she rushed
right in, "Hi, I hear you give a great massage. I'd like you to come to my motel room and give
me one. No, wait, I should be straight with you. I'm in town all alone and what I really want is sex.
I want it hot, and I want it now. Bring implements, toys, rubber, 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 need to press 9 for an outside line."
