“I’m not looking for romance or love,” said Cicely. “I just want to be a paid girlfriend. I mean,” she looked at her list, “you, Terry, want a girlfriend and I want money.”
“How much money?”
“Forty pounds a date. There would probably be extras,” she smiled broadly.
“On this planet, that’s not called a paid girlfriend, Cicely.” I kept a straight face.
“OK, Barry, if you change your mind, here’s my card—and there goes the bell!” She pivoted and leapt away.
“Hi, I’m Amanda.”
Amanda didn’t mention money at all. She had the beginnings of a moustache, though.
A very interesting take on speed dating – not done it myself but I could really picture this!
Kind of sad: A hooker vs. a woman with a mustache. Kind of mysogynistic if you ask me.
Agreed. This one doesn’t sit well with me.
OK, David. I was just trying to be amusing. I did not mean to offend.
I laughed at the joke. Good one. Saw and felt no offense.
I found it amusing, hope that doesn’t mean I’m a misogynist! However, can see that it might make uncomfortable reading for others.
As Helen has already remarked, could picture the scene well.