The attractive young thing was about to go to bed with her
blind date when she burst into tears.

“I’m afraid you’ll get the wrong idea about me,” she said
between sobs. “I’m really not that kind of girl!”

“I believe ya,” her date said, as he tried to comfort her.

“You’re the first one,” she gulped.

“The first one to make love to you?” he asked.

“No!” she replied. “The first one to believe me.”