Sex For Ammo

Ammunition is getting scarce!  This morning, though, I lucked out and was able to buy two boxes of 9mm ammo.

I placed the boxes on the front seat and headed back home, but I wasn’t going to make it without a pit stop.  I stopped at the nearest gas station.  As it happened, a drop-dead gorgeous blonde in a short skirt was filling up her car at the next pump.

She glanced at the two boxes of ammo, but I thought nothing about it.  Then as I got in my car to leave, she walked over and stuck her head in my passenger window.  As I stared at her generous cleavage, she said in a sexy voice, “I’m a big believer in barter, old fella.  Would you be interested in trading sex for ammo?”

I thought for a few seconds.  Then I asked, “What kind of ammo ya got?”