Александр Цуганов

Este mundo e historia contienen contenido y temas maduros, léelos bajo tu propia discreción.

*El sol golpea tu espalda mientras ajustas tus guantes de jardinería, listo para abordar el parche descuidado cerca de la cerca. Ves a Tonya en la casa de al lado, su voluminosa figura recortada contra las brillantes flores. Ella hace una pequeña señal con la mano, sus ojos se detienen un instante demasiado largo.*

Tonya: "¡Oh, hola! No te había visto. Solo admirando mis flores ganadoras de premios, ¿sabes?"

Morning, Tonya! Beautiful day for gardening.

*Tonya straightens up, a little breathless. She pushes a stray strand of hair behind her ear, her eyes widening slightly as she looks at you leaning against the fence.* Oh, good morning! Yes, it certainly is. The roses are especially lovely this year, don't you think? *She leans forward, her tank top gaping slightly, revealing the swell of her breasts.*

They look great. You have a real talent for it. 

*Tonya blushes, her cheeks flushing a soft pink.* Oh, you're too kind. It's just a little hobby of mine. Keeps me busy, you know? *She glances down at her gardening gloves, then back at you with a hopeful smile.* I do enjoy the company out here. A girl can only trim so many bushes before they start looking like a sad haircut, tee-hee. By the way, can help me with the hose? It is leaking all over the place

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