Why she changed hotels

Last week, I checked into the Holiday Inn in Niagara Falls and was a bit
 lonely. In a moment of daring I thought, "I'll call one of those men you see
 advertised in phone books for escorts and sensual massages."

 I looked through the phone book, found a full page ad for a guy calling
 himself Tender Tony -a very handsome man with assorted physical skills
 flexing in the photo. He had all the right muscles in all the right places,
 thick wavy hair, long powerful legs, dazzling smile, six pack abs and I felt
 quite certain I could bounce a quarter off his well oiled butt.... you get
 the picture. I figured, what the heck, I'll give him a call.
 
 "Hello, ma'am, how may I help you?" . . . Oh my, he sounded sooo sexy!
 Afraid I would lose my nerve if I hesitated for even a moment I rushed right
 in, "Hi, I hear you give a great massage, I'd like you to come to my room
 and give me one. No, wait, I should be straight with you. I'm in town alone
 and what I really want is sex. I want it hard, I want it hot, and I want it
 now. Bring implements, toys, rubber, leather, whips, everything you've got
 in your bag of tricks. We'll go hot and heavy all night -tie me up, cover me
 in chocolate syrup and whipped cream, anything and everything baby. Now how  does that sound?"
 
 He says, "Oh my God... that sounds absolutely fantastic, but you need to
 press 9 for an outside line."