A man and a lady are sitting beside one another in the five star compartment on a transoceanic flight. As they generally do in such conditions, they recognize each other as they sat down and afterward did their damnedest to disregard one another. Be that as it may, all of a sudden the lady lets out an enormous wheeze, at that point takes a tissue and wipes it between her legs. A couple of minutes pass. The lady sniffles once more. She takes a tissue and tenderly wipes it between her legs.
Presently the man was utilized to basically everything. He is a very much voyage business official and a man of the world. He has done a considerable amount of interesting things and been with more than a considerable amount of the sort of lady who escorts high class London customers. Which implies that he has had more than a lot of interesting things done to him. Yet, the conduct of his kindred traveler is up there on his own strange crap o-meter. It is difficult to accept what he is stating. Is it true that she is making advances on him? Does she have some significant bladder issue? What precisely is going on?
At that point she does it once more. Sniffle. Tissue. Wipe between the legs. He cannot trust that he saw what he saw. He supposes he should fantasize. What the heck? It would be sufficiently odd in some shabby bar, yet in the five star compartment of a 747 flying over the Atlantic is simply excessively abnormal.
A couple of more minutes pass. The lady sniffles once more. She takes another tissue and tenderly wipes it between her legs once more.
The man has at last had everything he can take. He swings to the lady and says “You have been wheezing rather brutally, and each time you have taken a tissue and wiped it between your legs! What sort of signs would you say you are sending me, or would you say you are simply attempting to send me insane? This is the time of #metoo so I need to inquire.”
The lady answers “I am sorry to learn aggravated you. I didn’t intend to. I have an uncommon condition which implies that each time I sniffle I have a climax.”
The man, presently feeling terrible says “Goodness, I am so sad. That must be so badly designed. What are you taking for it?”
“Pepper.” she says.