A rather attractive woman goes up to the
bar in a quiet rural pub. She gestures alluringly to the barman who comes over
immediately. When he arrives, she seductively signals that he should bring his face close
to hers. When he does so, she begins to gently caress his beard which is full and bushy.
"Are you the landlord?" she asks, softly stroking his face with both hands.
"Actually, no" he replies.
"Can you get him for me - I need to
speak to him?" she asks, running her hands up beyond his beard and into his hair.
"I'm afraid I can't," breathes
the barman - clearly aroused. "Is there anything I can do?"
"Yes there is. I need you to give him
a message," she continues huskily, popping a couple of fingers into his mouth and
allowing him to suck them gently. "Tell him that there is no toilet paper in the
ladies room."
