MR KATZ
A widowed Jewish lady, still in good shape, was sunbathing on a most
deserted beach at Ft. Myers.
She looked up and noticed that a man her age, also in good shape, had
walked up, placed his blanket on the sand near hers and began reading
a book.
Smiling, she attempted to strike up a conversatio n with him. "How are
you today?"
"Fine, thank you," he responded, and turned back to his book.
"I love the beach. Do you come here often?" she asked.
"First time since my wife passed away 2 years ago," he replied and
turned back to his book.
"I'm sorry to hear that. My husband passed away three years ago and it
is very lonely," she countered. "Do you live around here?" She asked.
"Yes, I live over in Cape Coral ," he answered , and again he
resumed reading.
Trying to find a topic of common interest, she persisted, "Do you like
pussy cats?"
With that, the man dropped his book, came over to her blanket, tore
off her swimsuit and gave her the most passionate lovemaking of her
life.
When the cloud of sand began to settle, she gasped and asked the man,
"How did you know that was what I wanted?"
The man replied, "How did you know my name was Katz?"
