The Gay Cowboy...

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 one Saturday night. 

One o'clock came, however, and he didn't return. 

Two o'clock and no hired hand. 


Finally he returned a round 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."