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Gentle Hands...

A sexy woman went up to the bar in a quiet rural pub...She
gestured alluringly to the bartender who approached her
immediately Seductively signalled that he should bring his
face closer to hers.

As he did, she gently caressed his full beard. "Are you the
manager?"

She asked, softly stroking his face with both hands.
"Actually, no," he replied.

"Can you get him for me? I need to speak to him?

" She said, running her hands beyond his beard and into his
hair.

"I'm afraid I can't," breathed the bartender. Is there
anything I can do?"

"Yes. I need for you to give him a message," she continued,
running her forefinger across the bartender's lips and slyly
popping a couple of her fingers into his mouth and allowing
him to suck them gently.

"What should I tell him?" the bartender managed to say.

"Tell him," she whispered, " there's no toilet paper, hand
soap, or paper towels in the ladies room