A successful rancher died and left everything to his
devoted wife. She
was a
very good looking woman, and very determined to keep
the ranch. But,
she
knew very little about ranching. So, she decided
to place an ad in the newspaper for a ranchhand. Two
men applied for
the
job. One was a gay and the other a drunk. She thought
long and hard
about
her decision. 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 seemed
to
know 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 that Saturday night. However,
1 o'clock came and he hadn't returned. Then 2 o'clock
and no hired
hand.
Finally, he returned around 2:30am and found the
rancher's widow
sitting by
the fireplace. She quietly called him over to her.
"Unbutton my
blouse and
take it off," she said. Trembling, he did as directed.
"Now take off
my
boots." He did so, very slowly. "Now take off my
socks", and, again, he
complied. "Now, take off
my skirt." With perspiration showing, he did as
instructed. "Now take
off my
bra." Again with trembling hands he did as he was
told. "Now", she
said,
"take off my panties." Slowly, he pulled them down and
off............ . . . .
Then she looked at him and said, "Don't you ever, ever
wear my clothes
to
town again."
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