I Want Natalie
By The brothel’s madam opened the door to find a frail, elderly gentleman standing there. “May I help you?” asked the madam.
“I want Natalie,” replied the old man.
“Sir, Natalie is one of our most expensive ladies. Perhaps someone else?”
“No, I must see Natalie,” insisted the old man.
Just then, Natalie appeared and advised the old man that she charges $1000 a visit. Without blinking an eye, he reached in his pocket and handed her ten $100 bills. The two of them then went up to a room for an hour, after which the old man calmy left.
The next evening, he appeared at the brothel again, demanding to see Natalie. Natalie explained that no one had ever come back two nights in a row and that there were no discounts… the price was still $1000. Again, he took out the money and the two of them went up to a room. An hour later, he left.
No one could believe it when he showed up the third consecutive night. Again, he demanded to see Natalie, handed her the money and they went up to a room. After the hour had passed, Natalie questioned him. “No one has ever used my services three nights in a row. Where are you from?”
“I’m from Los Angeles,” he replied.
“Really?” Natalie said. “I have family living there.”
“Yes, I know,” the old man said. “Your father passed away and I’m your sister’s attorney. She asked me to give you $3000.”
