Post by Barinov on Feb 27, 2007 17:33:37 GMT
A guy meets a blonde in a nightclub. Before long, they have their tongues down each other's throats, and the night ends over his place with some indoor sports 
In the morning, they are lying in each other's arms. The guy looks into the blonde's eyes and strokes her hair gently.
"You know", he says, "I think we could make a go of it". The blonde lowers her eyes demurely and whispers " I have a confession to make first. I used to be a hooker".
The guy leaps out of bed and paces around the bedroom, his thoughts a maelstrom of emotion. After a few minutes, he climbs back into bed and hugs the blonde.
" I'm prepared to put all that behind us if you are. I must confess, though, I am a bit curious. Can you tell me a little about it ?"
The blonde replies "well, I started out playing for Harlequins..."
In the morning, they are lying in each other's arms. The guy looks into the blonde's eyes and strokes her hair gently.
"You know", he says, "I think we could make a go of it". The blonde lowers her eyes demurely and whispers " I have a confession to make first. I used to be a hooker".
The guy leaps out of bed and paces around the bedroom, his thoughts a maelstrom of emotion. After a few minutes, he climbs back into bed and hugs the blonde.
" I'm prepared to put all that behind us if you are. I must confess, though, I am a bit curious. Can you tell me a little about it ?"
The blonde replies "well, I started out playing for Harlequins..."
I do like a little rugby/ transgender humour.
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