The traveler knocked on the door of the house where a cabdriver had
told him he could be sexually accommodated. An eye-level panel slid
open and a female voice asked what he wanted. "I want to get
screwed," said the man.

"OK, mister, but this is a private club, so slip twenty bucks as an
initiation fee through the mail slot," answered the voice.

The man did this, the panel was closed, minutes passed. Nothing
happened. He began to pound on the door insistently, and the panel slid
open.

"Hey," exclaimed the sport, "I want to get screwed!"

"What?" said the voice, "Again?"