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A successful rancher died and left everything to his devoted wife. She
was a very good-looking woman and determined to keep the ranch, but knew
very little about ranching, so she decided to place an ad in the
newspaper for a ranch hand. Two cowboys applied for the job. One was gay
and the other a drunk. She thought long and hard about it, and when no
one else applied she decided to hire the gay guy, figuring it would be
safer to have him around the house than the drunk. He proved to be a
hard worker who put in long hours every day and knew a lot about
ranching. For weeks, the two of them worked, and the ranch was doing
very well. Then one day, the rancher's widow said to the hired hand,
'You have done a really good job, and the ranch looks great. You should
go into town and kick up your heels. The hired hand readily agreed and
went into town on e Saturday night.
One o'clock came, however, and he
didn't return. Two o'clock and no hired hand. Finally he returned around
two-thirty, and upon entering the room, he found the rancher's widow
sitting by the fireplace with a glass of wine, waiting for him. She
quietly called him over to her. 'Unbutton my blouse and take it off,'
she said. Trembling, he did as she directed. 'Now take off my boots.' He
did as she asked, ever so slowly. 'Now take off my socks.' He removed
each gently and placed them neatly by her boots. 'Now take off my
skirt.' He slowly unbuttoned it, constantly watching her eyes in the
fire light. 'Now take off my bra.' Again, with trembling hands, he did
as he was told and dropped it to the floor.
Then she looked at him and said,
'If you ever wear my clothes into town again, you're fired.'
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