The Moral Of This Story Is....
A good-looking well dressed man in his early forties arrived at a brothel. The Madam opened the door "May I help you?" she asked. "I want to see Valerie" the man said. "Sir Valerie is one of our most expensive ladies here, would you prefer to see someone else?" "No I must see Valerie" the man insisted.
Just then Valerie appeared and told the man that she charged £5000 per visit. Without hesitation the man drew out £5000 and gave it to Valerie, and they went upstairs. After an hour the man calmly left.
The next night the man arrived again and demanded to see Valerie. Valerie explained that £5000 was the price, there were no discounts, no-one had ever come back two nights in a row it was always too expensive for them. But the man took the money out and gave it to her and they went upstairs. After an hour he left.
The following night the man was there yet again, everyone was astounded that he was there for a third consecutive night, but he paid Valerie £5000 and they went upstairs. After their session finished Valerie questioned the man. "No-one has ever been to see me three nights in a row, where are you from?" she asked. "South Carolina" said the man.
"Really" said Valerie "I have family in South Carolina".
"I know", the man said. "Your father died and I'm your sister's attorney, she asked me to give you your £15000 inheritance".
The Moral of this story is there are three things guaranteed:
1. Death
2. Taxes
3. Being screwed by a lawyer.