A travelling salesman stops at a small village to spend the night. There's only one hotel run by a middle aged couple. The guy is at the front desk and his wife is in the back room doing the books.
The salesman thows a hundred dollar bill on the coutner and says, "Give me a clean room and a bottle of Whiskey."
"There you are sir," replies the hotel owner as he hands him the key, "Your room is on the second floor. I'll send your whiskey up shortly. Enjoy your stay."
"Oh and send me a good looking whore for the night." says the salesman and goes upstairs to his room.
"I heard that!" Says the hotel owner's wife coming out of the back room, "We run a respectable place here. we can't have such city trash in our hotel. Throw him out!"
"Look honey, we need the money." Says her husband placatingly, "It's only for the night, let him stay."
"Okay, that's it. I'll go and throw the animal out myself." She replies and storms upstairs.
The hotel owner hears the door slamming, his wife's hollering and other loud noises from upstairs. He know the poor salesman is catching hell right now.
After a while the salesman comes downstairs. He looks totally whacked, he doesn't have any clothes on, he's sweating and panting, his face scrached.
"Holy shit!" he swears, "What kind of crazy whores do you have in this village? I almost had to rape this one!"