Normally it wouldn't work with a fine ass whore, but I would have thought an offer to dine at your favorite five star eating establishment, Waffle House, would be enough to perk the full-figured frau's interest.

I'm getting an erection just thinking about my Hogan's Hero smelling like her breath. (IOW, Strawberry maple syrup and the bitter taste of working in a meat packing industry owned by the ancestors of people her ancestors tried to wipe out 60 years ago.)