Mike (now i know his name) nearly dropped the remote as he frantically switched back to the Tonight Show. "Sorry, ma'am," Mike said to me, "I didn't k...ow you were there. I'm...I mean we're...we're not really like that, I was just k**ding around, I mean we really don't watch that stuff. Oh, it's degrading to women. We don't...I mean...well maybe a little, but just soft porn." Poor Mike just kept on digging himself a deeper hole. By this time another frat brother, whose name was Giovanni, but. If picked one that was higher, then that's how many I would get. I examined him closely, looking for a clue as to how angry he was. As usual, he showed no sign of any emotion. “Thir...” I was about to say, thirty, but decided that was too risky. “Fifty...” I mumbled. “What's that? I don't think I heard you properly.” “P-Please spank me- Please spank... this naughty little girl, fif-... fifty times.” “Fifty! Wow... I would have been alright with twenty... But, if that's what you think you. Let’s jump to the story.This story happened five years back when I moved to chennai for work. Chennai was a new city I did not much of it and I don’t no people over here. So I had to stay in my dad’s uncle and his wife even though I don’t like any of my relatives I had no option other than staying with them after some point I also felt comfortable because I felt the home was mine because these grandfather and grandmother never interfered in my way and they just needed a room and a tv. Talking. ”The woman says, “OK, I’m a high-end call girl.”“No, that still won’t work. Need something more acceptable.”They both think for a minute; then the woman says, “I’m an elite poultry farmer.”The accountant asks, “What does poultry farming have to do, with being a prostitute?”“Well, I raised a thousand cocks last year.”Chartered Acct : “Brilliant!! ‘Poultry Farmer’ it is! and Agricultural Income is tax-free.”Twelve of the finest (unintentional) double-entendres ever aired on British TV and.