When the madam opened the front door, she saw a pretty respectable,
attractive, well-dressed man in his late 40s or early 50s.
“Can I assist you?” she inquired.
The man said, “I’d like to see Valerie.”
Valerie is among our most costly women, sir.
“Perhaps you would rather have someone else,” the lady said.
“No. The man responded, “I have to see Valerie.”
At that moment, Valerie showed up and told the man she cost $1,000 per visit.
The man took out a hundred dollar bill without hesitation, handed it to Valerie, and they headed upstairs.
The man calmly departed an hour later.
The same man returned the following evening and insisted on seeing Valerie.
None had ever returned two nights in a row, Valerie clarified.
too costly, and there were no savings.
The cost remained at $1,000.
Once more, the man took out the cash, handed it to Valerie, and they headed upstairs together.
An hour later he was gone.
The dude was there again the next evening.
The fact that he had returned for the third night in a row stunned everyone.
However, after paying Valerie, they headed upstairs.
Valerie asked the man a question after their session.
Nobody has ever spent three consecutive nights with m*.
She said, “Where are you from?”
“South Carolina,” the man said. She said, “Really.”
“My relatives reside in South Carolina.” The man answered, “I understand.”
I am your sister’s lawyer, and your father passed away.
She requested that I give you your inheritance of $3,000.
Three things in life are guaranteed, according to the story’s lesson:
- Death
- Taxes
- Having a lawyer scrwd