The widower and the church ladies

Once upon a time (doncha miss stories that start "once upon a time"?) there was a widower who was a regular attendee at Sunday morning services. It hadn't taken the single ladies of the parish long to determine that he might be good to latch onto, but none were ever able to catch his eye.

Finally, one Sunday after the service had ended, one of the ladies approached him and asked him directly if he didn't really need a woman in his life.

"Why I have two sisters at home that meet my every need" replied the man.

"Your sisters cant meet all your needs, if you get my drift", said the woman with a slight catch in her voice.
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"I didn't say they were MY sisters", said the man.