A Good Agent?
The agent for a beautiful actress discovered one day that
she had been selling her body at a hundred dollars a night.
The agent, who had long lusted for her, hadn't dreamed that
she had been so easily obtainable. He approached her, told
her how much she turned him on, and how much he wanted
to make it with her.
She agreed to spend the night with him, but said he would
have to pay her the same hundred dollars that the other
customers did. He scratched his
head, considered it, and then asked, "Don't I even get my
agent's ten percent as a deduction?"
"No siree," she said. "If you want it, you're going to have
to pay full price for it, just like the other Johns."
The agent didn't like that at all, but he agreed.
That night, she came to his apartment after her performance
at a local night club. The agent did her at midnight, after
turning out all the lights.
At 1 A.M., she was awakened again. Again she was vigorously
done. In a little while, she was awakened again, and again
she was made love to again. The actress was impressed with
her lover's vitality.
"My goodness," she whispered in the dark, "you are so
virile. I never realized how lucky I was to have you for my
"I'm not your agent, lady," a strange voice answered. "He's
at the door selling tickets."