The Dinner Date

The Dinner Date

The lady was a Southern Baptist who attended services and taught
Sunday School every week. On one Sunday, an out of town acquaintance,
a gentleman, was in the pew right behind her. He noted what a fine
looking woman she was.

While they were taking up the collection, the man leaned forward and
said, "Hey, how about you and I having dinner on Tuesday?"

"Why yes, that would be nice," the lady responded.

Well, the gentleman couldn't believe his luck. On Tuesday he picked
the lady up and took her to the finest restaurant in that part of
North Carolina

When they sat down, the gentleman looked over at her and suggested,
"Would you like a cocktail before dinner?"

"Oh, no," said our circumspect fine example of southern womanhood,
"What ever would I tell my Sunday School class?"

Well, our gentleman was set back a bit, so he didn't say much until
after dinner, when he pulled out a pack of cigarettes and asked,
"Would you like a smoke?"

"Oh my goodness no," said the woman. "I couldn't face my Sunday School
class if I did?"

Well, our boy felt pretty low after that, so they left, got in his car
and as he was driving the lady home, they passed the local Holiday Inn.

He'd been morally rebuffed twice already, so he figured he had nothing
to lose so he ventured forth with, "Ahhh ... mmmm how would you like
to stop at this motel?"

"Sure, that would be nice," she said in anticipation.

The gentleman couldn't believe his ears, and did a fast u-turn right
then and there, and drove back to the motel and checked in.

The next morning, after a wild and passionate night of the most
incredible sex and perversions imaginable, the gentleman awoke first.

He looked at the lovely Southern Belle lying there in the bed and with
remorse thought, "What the hell have I done?"

He shook her awake and pleaded, "I've got to ask you one thing, what
ever are you going to tell your Sunday School class?"

The lady smiled and said, "The same thing I always tell them, 'You
don't have to smoke and drink to have a good time.’"