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Re: Jokes for Relaxing.. [new thread]

Francisco D'Mello from Anjuna, Goa, died young and left his vast coconut estate to his devoted wife Veronica.

Veronica was a very good-looking woman and determined to keep the properties, but knew very little about coconut farming, so she spread the word that she needed a man to look after the estate.

Two men applied for the job. One was the local drunk handyman,
Sebastio, and the other was the openly gay ex-tiatrist Benedict.

Veronica thought long and hard about it, and when no one else applied for the job she decided to hire Benedict, figuring it would be safer to have a gay around the house than a drunk.

Benedict proved to be a hard worker who put in long hours every day and knew a lot about caring for coconut trees.
For weeks, the two of them worked side by side, and the coconut plantation was soon flourishing.

Then one Saturday the widow Veronica said to Benedict,
"You have done a really good job, and the farm and the coconut trees look great. You should take a break and go to Panjim and have a good time. Maybe watch a theatre or go for a dance. Here's some money. Have a blast!"

Benedict readily agreed and went into town that Saturday night.

One o'clock came and no Benedict

Two o'clock and no Benedict.

Finally Benedict returned around two-thirty in the morning, and upon
entering the room, he found the widow Veronica sitting in the candlelit hall 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 shoes.'

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 candlelight.

'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.


Bet you were still thinking Benedict was undressing Veronica..😄
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