Unicorn (Unicorn@Indenial.com)
Tue, 19 Oct 1999 07:37:18 -0400
"The Actress"
The agent for a beautiful actress discovered
one day that she had been selling her body
at a hundred dollars a night The agent, who
had long lusted for her, hadn't dreamed that
she had been so easily obtainable. He
approached her, told her how much she
turned him on, and how much he wanted to
make it with her.
She agreed to spend the night with him, but
said he would have to pay her the same
hundred dollars that the other customers did.
He scratched his head, considered it, and then
asked, "Don't I even get my agent's ten percent
as a deduction?"
"No siree," she said. "If you want it, you're
going to have to pay full price for it, just like the
other Johns."
The agent didn't like that at all, but he agreed.
That night, she came to his apartment after her
performance at a local night club. The agent
screwed her at midnight, after turning out all the
lights.
At 1 A.M., she was awakened again. Again she
was vigorously screwed. In a little while, she was
awakened again, and again she was screwed.
The actress was impressed with her lover's vitality.
"My goodness," she whispered in the dark, "you
are so virile. I never realized how lucky I was to
have you for my agent."
"I'm not your agent, lady," a strange voice
answered. "He's at the darn door selling tickets."
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