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?"