A Tale from Brokeback Mountain

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 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.'