Mary said, “Bob, that young lady was nice and polite, and you were very rude.”
“Mary, she’s a hooker.”
“I can't believe that. That sweet young girl?”
“Let’s go up to the hotel room and I’ll prove she's a hooker.”
They entered the room and Bob called down to the reception desk and asked for ‘Heather’ to come to his room. “OK,” he said to his wife, “you hide in the closet with the door open just enough to hear us.” After about five minutes, there was a knock on the door. Bob opened it and Heather walked right in, looking very sexy.
Bob asked, “What do you charge?”
“$200 per hour” Heather responded.
“$200 per hour! I was thinking more around $50 per hour.” Bob said.
“You must be crazy if you think you can get sex at that price.” Heather replied.
“Well, that's to high.” said Bob, “I guess you should leave. Bye.”
After she left, Mary came out of the closet. She said, “I can’t believe it!”
Bob said, “Let’s forget all about it. Why don't we go have a drink.”
At the bar, as they sipped their drinks, Heather came up behind Bob, pointed at Mary, and said, “See what you get for $50?”
