I'm here to see Valerie

A madam opened her brothel door in Nevada and saw a rather dignified, well-dressed, good-looking man in his late forties or early fifties.

"May I help you sir?," she asked.

The man replied, "I want to see Valerie."

"Sir, you should know that Valerie is one of our most expensive ladies. Perhaps you would prefer someone else," said the madam.

He replied, "No, I must see Valerie."

Just then, Valerie appeared and announced to the man she charged $5000 a visit. Without hesitation, the man pulled out five thousand dollars and gave it to Valerie, and they went upstairs.

After their time together, the man calmly left.

The next night, the man appeared again, once more demanding to see Valerie.

Valerie was surprised because no one had ever come back two nights in a row, as she was too expensive. "There are no discounts." she said. "The price is still $5000."

Again, the man gave $5,000 to Valerie, and they went upstairs.

The following night the man was there yet again. Everyone in the brothel was astounded that he had come for a third consecutive night, but he paid Valerie and they went upstairs.

After their session, Valerie said to the man, "No one has ever been with me three nights in a row." "Where are you from?"

The man replied, "Idaho."

"Really," she said. "I have family in Idaho ."

"I know." the man said. "Your sister died, and I am her attorney. She asked me to give you your $15,000 inheritance."

The moral of the story is that three things in life are certain:

 1. Death 2. Taxes 3. Being screwed by a lawyer!