A little old lady checked into a motel on her 70th birthday, but 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 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, a dazzling smile, six-pack abs, and she felt quite certain she could bounce a quarter off his butt.
The old lady figured, what the heck, nobody will ever know.
She gave him a call. “Good evening, ma’am, how may I help you?”
Oh my, he sounded sooo sensual! thought the old lady.
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 want is s_x.
I want it hot, and I want it now. Bring 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?” asked the old lady.
“That sounds absolutely fantastic, madam, but you need to press 9 for an outside line.”
