A recently widowed old Jewish lady was sitting on a beach in Florida.
She looked up and noticed that an elderly gentleman had walked up, placed his blanket on the sand nearby, and began reading a book.
Smiling, she attempted to strike up a conversation with him.
“Hello sir, how are you?”
“Fine, thank you,” he responded, and turned back to his book.
“I love the beach. Do you come here often?” she asked.
“First time since my wife passed away last year,” he replied.
“Do you live around here?” she asked.
“Yes,” he answered, continuing to read.
She continued trying to keep him talking.
“Do you like pussycats?”
With that, the man threw his book down, jumped off his blanket onto hers, whipped off both their swimsuits, and gave her the most passionate ride of her life.
As the cloud of sand began to settle, She gasped and asked the man,
“How did you know that’s what I wanted?”
The man replied, “How did you know my name was Katz?”