The beautiful young career girl had one unhappy trait, she would fall head over heels in love with a different man each week, always with the conviction that her latest beau was the man of her dreams, with whom she could live happily ever after.
One particularly devastating experience finally convinced her that she had to put an end to this distressing habit. She vowed to spend the next few evenings alone at her favorite bar to console herself.
As luck would have it, she encountered a handsome, well-groomed stranger, whom she couldn't resist approaching.
"Let me buy you a drink," the young man said, after she sat down next to him. "But I really must tell you that nothing will come of it." His reserve intrigued her, and after several drinks, her attraction to him had grown considerably. In fact, the more the fellow put her off, the more fascinated she became.
'Here,' she thought, 'is a truly fine young man who didn't try to take advantage of her body like all the rest.' Before she knew it, she had invited him to her apartment.
"I'm just not the type of person who does that sort of thing," her new friend replied, "but I'll come along for conversation." His hesitance increased her ardor for him all the more!
By the tune they had reached her apartment, she was irresistibly drawn to him. Once inside, she reclined languorously on the couch and beckoned to him.
"Please," he pleaded. "I told you this couldn't work out."
"But you don't understand," she said. "I want you for my husband!"
"That's quite different!" he said enthusiastically. "Send him in!"
Stolen from: Phil of Phils Phun