The madam opened the brothel door in Pittsburgh and saw a rather
dignified, well-dressed, good-looking man in his late forties or early
fifties.
'May I help you sir?' she asked.
'I want to see Valerie,' the man replied.
'Sir, Valerie is one of our most expensive ladies. Perhaps you would
prefer someone else', said the madam.
'No, I must see Valerie,' he replied.
Just then, Valerie appeared and announced to the man she charged $5000
a visit. Without hesitation, the man pulled out five thousand dollars
and gave it to Valerie, and they went upstairs. After an hour, the man
calmly left.
The next night, the man appeared again, once more demanding to see
Valerie. Valerie explained that no one had ever come back two nights
in a row as she was too expensive. But there were no discounts. The
price was still $5000.
Again, the man pulled out the money, gave it to Valerie, and they went
upstairs. After an hour, he left.
The following night the man was there yet again. Everyone was
astounded that he had come for a third consecutive night, but he paid
Valerie and they went upstairs.
After their session, Valerie questioned the man, 'No one has ever been
with me three nights in a row. Where are you from?' she asked.
The man replied, "Rochester".
"Really", she said. "I have family in Rochester too!"
"I know" the man said. "Your sister died, and I am her attorney. She
asked me to personally give you your $15,000 inheritance, sorry for
your loss".
The moral of the story is that three things in life are certain.
1. Death
2. Taxes
3. Being screwed by a lawyer