Sexchat

Roger gave me a job on his new Sexchat line.
The phone rang.
I answered it: "Hello, this is Sexchat. Bob speaking."
"Hi I'm Jeff, what are you wearing Bob?"
"I'm wearing a cardigan, some corduroys and a duffel coat. It's a bit cold at the moment, how's the weather where you are?" I replied.
"Um, this is supposed to be a sexchat line?" said Jeff.
"Yes," I said.
"Well aren't we supposed to be chatting about sex? Instead of the weather?"
"I suppose so."
"OK, I'll start again... how big are you Bob?"
"About five foot eight,"
Jeff sighed: "No. I mean, how big's your cock?"
"Oh right, I don't know really. I've never measured it."
Jeff sighed again: "make something up!"
"OK, its um twenty-two inches," I said.
"Twenty-two inches?!"
"OK, four inches..."
Jeff hung up.

 

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