I was in the LG Hotel last week standing at the reception. A very smartly dressed lady was in front of me and gestured I thought very alluringly to the guy behind the desk who approached her immediately.
She seductively signalled that he should bring his face closer to hers.
As he did, she gently caressed his 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 receptionist...is there anything I can do ?"
"Yes, I need you to give him a message" she continued running her forefingers across his lips and slyly popping a couple of fingers suggestively into his mouth and allowing him to suck them gently.
"What should I tell him ?" - the receptionist managed to say
"Tell him" she whispered,
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"There's no toilet paper, hand soap or paper towels in the ladies room " !!