Why She Changed Hotels

[Happy Murcia]

Last week, a widow checked into the Four Seasons in Palm Beach and was a bit lonely. She thought, "I'll call one of those men you see advertised in phone books for escorts and sensual massages."
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> She looked through the phone book, found a full page ad for a guy calling himself Bill - 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 quarter off his well oiled butt.... you get the picture.
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> She figured, what the hell, I'll give him a call.
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> "Hello, ma'am, how may I help you?" . . .
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> Oh my, he sounded sooo sexy! She was aReviewaid she would lose her nerve if she hesitated so she rushed right in, "Hi, I hear you give a great massage, I'd like you to come to my 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 hard, 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 baby. Now how does that sound?"
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> He says, "Oh my God.... that sounds absolutely fantastic, but you need to press 9 for an outside line."