Okay yeah mine was easy, sorry.

How about this one:
Why don't we stop all the bullshit and get to the point? You want to know what I do for a living? Ask me. My time is very expensive, Mr. MacMillan. Probably more than yours. I get $500 an hour. How much do you get? I get $400 for a straight lay, $300 for a hand job and $500 for head. If you want to wear my panties, that's another $100. You take them home, Mr. MacMillan, that's another $100. No whips, no ropes, no spikes. I've got liquor and grass. Anything else, you bring your own. It works like this: You call me up, we make a date, I look you over and IF I like you... we make a deal. And, darlin' I am worth the trouble. Take my word for it, if you want the best. Do you want the best, Mr. MacMillan? I am talking about taking your body to heaven and sending your mind south. I'm talking about spoiling you so bad... you'll hate every other woman you touch. I'm talking about my mouth on your mouth and my tongue anywhere you want it. I'm talking about indulging your every fantasy and then giving you those fantasies one by one. Just for you. All for you. Nobody but you. Do you get all that, darling? Would you like that, baby? Do you get what I'm telling you?