Nom De Plume

Jack decided to go skiing with his buddy, Bob. They loaded up Jack's minivan and headed north. After driving for a few

hours, they got caught in a terrible blizzard. They pulled into a nearby farm house and asked the attractive lady who

answered the door if they could spend the night. "I realise it's terrible weather out there and I have this huge house all to

myself, but I'm recently widowed," she explained, "and I'm afraid the neighbours will talk if I let you stay in my house."

"Not to worry," Jack said, "we'll be happy to sleep in the barn, and if the weather breaks, we'll be gone at first light. The

lady agreed and the two men found their way to the barn and settled in for the night. Come morning, the weather had

cleared and they got on their way and enjoyed a great weekend of skiing.

About nine months later, Jack got an unexpected letter from an attorney. It took him a few minutes to figure it out, but he

finally determined that it was from the attorney of that attractive widow he met on the ski weekend. He dropped in on his

friend Bob and asked: "Bob, do you remember that good-looking widow from the farm we stayed at on our ski holiday up

North."

"Yes, I do."

"Did you happen to get up in the middle of the night, go up to the house and have sex with her?"

"Yes," he said, embarrassed, "I have to admit that I did."

"And did you happen to use my name instead of your own?"

Bob's face turned red and he said, "Yeah, sorry buddy, I'm afraid I did. Why do you ask?"

"No need to apologise, Bob. She just died and left me everything! "