Of course I thought she was a Hooker, why else would a good-looking woman be sitting, alone, in a hotel bar at this time night. "Hey pretty lady, can I buy you a drink?"
"Sure, big boy. Barkeep! Another!"
"Isn't it pretty late for an attractive woman to be sitting alone in a hotel bar?"
"Where in the hell else would I sit? Alone in my room? There's no booze up there."
"You act like you're a little down. What's the matter?"
"I'll tell you what's the matter, I'm from out of town and I've just come from my tenth high school reunion here in this hotel. Do you know that I'm the only one of the cheer leaders not married? Every one of them has a man but me, even Toby the Tuba. A lot of them have kids. Hell, I'm not even seeing anyone. I work in an office with a bunch pimply faced jerks. Most of them, even the married ones waste their time trying to get into my pants. Ha, wouldn't they like to know that I am almost a virgin. I've only been fucked once and that was because I was too drunk to know what was going on. In college some screwball slipped me a Mickey and screwed me while I was unconscious. Shit, I lost my cherry and didn't even get to enjoy it. Almost every man I meet wants the same thing. What about you, don't you want to get into my pants?"
"Of course, why do you think I bought you the drink?"
"At least you're honest. Most guys pussyfoot around and never do say what the hell they mean."
"Well, am I too direct, or are you considering it?"
"I am considering it but I'm afraid you might be a little disappointed."