At an airport of one of the cities belonging to the former Iron Curtain -Communist Eastern Countries- a spy trying to escape - running away - from Russian Secret Police KGB, was about to get caught, and runs into a nun in the street. This spy requests the nun to hide him under her habit so would pass unnoticed to pursuers. She accepted.
Later on, the nun was question by the hunters: if she had seen this guy, providing a picture or description of individual.
“Negative, no, sir, I haven’t” she replied.
These men were not a threat any more, had left, and the spy guy gets out from under the nun’s habit, and then takes place this conversation. He says:
“Oh, I’m so thankful, sister. You’ve saved me off capture, indeed.”
Sister: “A pleasure, my son.”
Spy: “I must say, sister, you are the owner of such good legs. Did you notice as I kissed your calf?”
Nun: “Certainly, my son, I did.”
Spy: “Did you feel how I kissed –print- that kiss in your legs just a little below your knee?”
Nun: “Yeah, son.”
Spy: “Did you notice how I began to go up your legs, then up to your thighs?
Nun: “Yes, son.”
Spy: Have you wondered what had happened if I kept going up your legs, kissing and kissing?”
Nun: “Yes, motherfucker! Surely you had kissed my balls as well. Don’t you see I’m a spy too?”
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