> A successful rancher died and left everything to his
> devoted wife. She was 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 men 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 one
> Saturday night. However, one o'clock came and he
> didn't return. Two o'clock and no hired hand. He
> returned around two-thirty 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 she directed.
>
> "Now take off my boots."
>
> He did so, slowly.
>
> "Now take off my socks."
>
> He did.
>
> "Now, take off my skirt."
>
> He did.
>
> "Now take off my bra."
>
> Again with trembling hands he did as he was told.
>
> "Now," she said, take off my panties,"
>
> He slowly pulled them down and then off.
>
> Then she looked at him and said, "Don't you ever wear my clothes to
> town again!"