“A book”. Not much of an answer, she thought to herself.
She pursued, “My husband passed several months ago and this is the first time I’ve been to this beach since then.”
“I’m a widower too and my wife passed several months ago also.” He continued reading his book, seemingly not in the mood for further conversation.
Frustrated, she asked, “Do you like pussycats?”
With that, the man put down his book, joined the lady on her blanket, took of his trunks, ripped off her bathing suit and the two went at it, right there.
Out of breath, the lady asked, “How did you know that’s what I wanted?”
The man responded, “How did you know my name is Katz?”
