beaches3572
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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 South
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 love
making imaginable, the gentleman awoke first. He looked at the lovely
Dixie darling 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 said, "The same thing I always tell them, "You don't have to
smoke and drink to have a good time.."
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 South
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 love
making imaginable, the gentleman awoke first. He looked at the lovely
Dixie darling 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 said, "The same thing I always tell them, "You don't have to
smoke and drink to have a good time.."
