[classicman]

A while back, when I was considerably younger, I picked up a lovely date at her parents' home.

I'd scraped together some money to take her to a fancy restaurant.

She ordered the most expensive items on the menu.
Champagne, Shrimp cocktail, Lobster and a nice Puligny Montrachet followed by some Louis XIII.

I asked her, "Does your mother feed you like this when you eat at home?"


"No," she replied. "but my mother's not expecting a blow job."


It was then that I offered her dessert.