Thread: Bad Woman

A sexy woman went up to the bar in a quiet pub. She gestured
alluringly to the bartender who approached her immediately.


She seductively signaled that he should bring his face closer to hers. As he
did, she gently caressed his full beard.


"Are you the manager?"
she asked, softly stroking his face with both hands.


"Actually, no," he replied.


"Can you get him for me? I need to speak to him," she said,
running her hands beyond his beard and into his hair.


"I'm afraid I can't," breathed the bartender.
"Is there anything I can do?"


'Yes. I need for you to give him a message," she continued, running
her forefinger across the bartender's lips, and slyly popped a couple of
her fingers into his mouth and allowed him to suck them gently.


"What should I tell him?" the bartender managed to say.


"Tell him," she whispered,
"there's no toilet paper in the ladies room."

Originally Posted by The Monkey Man

A sexy woman went up to the bar in a quiet pub. She gestured
alluringly to the bartender who approached her immediately.


She seductively signaled that he should bring his face closer to hers. As he
did, she gently caressed his full beard.


"Are you the manager?"
she asked, softly stroking his face with both hands.


"Actually, no," he replied.


"Can you get him for me? I need to speak to him," she said,
running her hands beyond his beard and into his hair.


"I'm afraid I can't," breathed the bartender.
"Is there anything I can do?"


'Yes. I need for you to give him a message," she continued, running
her forefinger across the bartender's lips, and slyly popped a couple of
her fingers into his mouth and allowed him to suck them gently.


"What should I tell him?" the bartender managed to say.


"Tell him," she whispered,
"there's no toilet paper in the ladies room."