In a quiet rural pub, a beautiful woman entered and caught the attention of the bartender immediately. With a flirtatious gesture, she motioned for him to come closer. Intrigued, he approached her with eagerness. As she gently touched his full beard, she seductively whispered to him.

Curiously, she asked, “Are you the manager?” Her hands continued to caress his face, making him feel a little flustered. With a slight hesitation, he replied, “Actually, no.”

Undeterred, the woman’s hands wandered from his beard to his hair, her touch becoming more intimate. With a coy smile, she requested, “Can you get him for me? I really need to speak to him.”

The bartender, now breathing a little faster, confessed, “I’m afraid I can’t. Is there something I can help you with?”

Her eyes gleaming, she knew exactly what she wanted. Running her finger across the bartender’s lip, she slyly popped a couple of her fingers into his mouth. He sucked on them gently, unable to resist her allure. In a soft whisper, she conveyed her message to him.

With a flustered voice, the bartender managed to stammer, “What… What should I tell him?”

Leaning in even closer, she breathed, “Tell him…”