Laugh of the day

From Mistress Matisse's fascinating blog about life as a BDSM professional (do I have to point out that this is not worksafe?), where she talks about annoying phonecalls from the clueless:

Me: Okaaay…So, are you calling about my ad?

Caller: I'm calling because I think you're a beautiful woman, and I want to make something magic happen with you.

(...)

Me: I'm afraid I don't understand: are you calling me because you'd like to see me professionally?

Caller: What I'd like is to get together with you in front of my fireplace, put on some music, open up a bottle of wine, and just talk for a while. I think you and I should (meaningful pause) get to know each other. And then, I'd like to just (meaningful pause) see what happens.

I smother a snort of laughter, because I have an instant mental image of this guy lying hog-tied on the floor in front of a fireplace while I sit on the couch and drink wine with my feet propped up on his butt. I'd lean over and say to him, "See what happened?"