The head waiter brings the bill and she's horrified to see the total: $150! She didn't expect this at all and asks the waiter, "Would you mind holding my breasts while I write the check please?"
The head waiter is taken aback. In all his years in the job he's never been asked that before, but always eager to please the customer, he obliges.
She gets up to leave and the waiter is still perplexed. His curiosity gets the better of him and he catches up with her at the door, "I'm sorry to bother you Miss, but I'd like to know why you asked me to do that just now."
"Oh it's quite simple, really," she replies. "I love to have my breasts held when I'm being screwed."
