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@m25jet wrote:

A salesman is driving through the countryside late at night one evening on his way back home from a business meeting when he starts to feel tired and begins to lose his concentration.  The road is extremely dark and he's finding it harder and harder to stay awake, but he perseveres anyway and keeps on going.  Eventually something goes wrong and he momentarily falls asleep at the wheel, waking up in the nick of time as an oncoming car blares its horn at him and brings him to his senses.  He yanks the wheel hard to the left, bringing the car back over to his own side of the road, and decides that he'd better find somewhere to pull over and rest for the night.  He drives on for a bit longer and sees an old farmhouse in the distance with a neon sign flickering in the darkness, and can just make out the word "Vacancies" as he draws closer.  He pulls into the car par, goes inside and asks the farmer who owns the place for a room.  "I'm sorry" says the farmer, "we don't have any more free rooms left."  And with that the salesman turns to leave.

 

Just as he's about to walk out of the door the salesman hears the farmer say "Wait...I've just thought of something.  We don't have any empty rooms available, but I could agree to let you sleep with my daughter - if you promise not to bother her."

 

The salesman agrees, and shortly afterwards he's shown to his room.  He creeps inside, undresses quietly in the dark and slips into bed, where he can feel the farmer's daughter at his side.  Next morning he gets up, gets dressed and goes downstairs to pay the farmer for the room.

 

"It's usually £50.00 a night" says the farmer "but I'll let you have it for half-price, seeing as you had to share with my daughter."

 

"Your daughter was very cold last night" says the salesman as he hands over the money.

 

"Yes, I know" says the farmer.  "We're going to bury her today."

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Oh, my God!!!  I know he was lost in America.  Are you sure it was the daughter, and not Norman Bates mother?