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gibbo01
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This was sent to me today thought is was really funny...
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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 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. One o'clock came, however, and he
>didn't return. Two o'clock, and no hired hand.
>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 stockings." 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.
>> "Now," she said, "take off my panties." By the light
>of the fire, he slowly pulled them down and off.
>> Then she looked at him and said, "If you ever wear
>my clothes into town again, you're fired."
>> >
>>
>> 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 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. One o'clock came, however, and he
>didn't return. Two o'clock, and no hired hand.
>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 stockings." 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.
>> "Now," she said, "take off my panties." By the light
>of the fire, he slowly pulled them down and off.
>> Then she looked at him and said, "If you ever wear
>my clothes into town again, you're fired."
>> >
liked that one 
