It's an old story, attributed to several different people. I've heard it supposedly happened to Winston Churchill, Groucho Marx and George Bernard Shaw.
The gentleman is seated next to an attractive and proper young lady and engages her in conversation. Suddenly he says, "Would you sleep with me for a million dollars?" Or, of course, pounds, if one attributes it to Churchill or Shaw. The lady blushes, but seeing the humor in the request, agrees. "Well, would you sleep with me for five dollars?"
"Certainly not!" she says, now offended. "Just what kind of woman do you think I am?"
"Madam, we've already established what you are. Now we're just haggling over the price."
This sorry story from Italy put me in mind of the joke, which I usually laugh at except when someone makes it real. According to her mother, the young, um, lady prays to Padre Pio every night, referring to St. Pio of Pietrelcina, a patron saint of Roman Catholic adolescents. Apparently such prayers are one-sided, as we might surmise the man given the name Pio when he became a Capuchin monk might suggest another course of action than the one she has publicly declared.
I thought about looking up the exchange rate to see what a million euros would be in dollars, but what's it matter? Someone with money will give it to Ms. Fico and claim he bought her virginity. Ms. Fico will then find herself with a lot of money, but it seems to me that she doesn't have much self-worth.