A rather well proportioned young lady,
spent almost all of her vacation sunbathing on the roof of the hotel.
She'd hardly begun when she
heard someone running up the stairs.
She was lying on her stomach, so she just pulled a towel over her rear.
"Excuse me, miss,"
said the flustered little assistant manager of the hotel,
out of breath from running up the stairs.
"The hotel doesn't mind you sunbathing on the roof
but we would very much appreciate you wearing a bathing suit as you did yesterday."
"What difference does it
make," Joan asked rather calmly.
"No one can see me up here, & besides, I'm covered with a towel."
said the embarrassed little man.
"You're lying on the dining room skylight."