A rather attractive woman goes up to the bar in a quiet rural
pub.
She gestures alluringly to the barman who comes over
immediately.
his face close of hers.
When he does so, she begins
to gently caress his beard which is full and bushy.
"Are you the landlord?" she asks, softly stroking his face with
both hands.
"Actually, no" he replies.
"Can you get him for me - I need to speak to him?" she asks,
running her hands up beyond his beard and into his hair.
"I'm afraid I can't," breathes the barman. "Is there anything I
can do?"
"Yes, there is. I need you to give him a message," she continues
huskily, popping a couple of fingers into his mouth and allowing
him to suck them gently.
"Tell him there is no toilet paper in the ladies room."