Ordinarily the women, if they want it, ask that question on the first date. This has led me with some memorable first dates. One gal insisted hauling my ashes should precede dinner. I didn't argue with her.

One time after extensive correspondence, I told a gal I would like to take a long drive to see her, fix her dinner and stay overnight at her place. If she didn't like me, I'd rent a motel room. Sex wasn't mentioned. Since she didn't have a second bed room, I brought a queen size air mattress.

Believe it or shove it, my master plan was to dodge a motel bill and see the local sites.

She said when she first met me, I had a dead chicken, dragging an air mattress behind me. After dinner, we went shopping for an air pump for the mattress.

Turns out if you put two people on an air mattress with lust in their eyes, you'll be re-inflating that air mattress two to three times a night. It was so intense, that a lack of sleep had me pulling off half way home at a rest stop and catching up on my sleep -- twice!

I stayed three nights. Didn't get to see any of the local sights.