Landscaping Stories

Desperate Circumstances The summer heat had settled into the suburbs early that year, a dry and punishing weight that clung to everything. Monica Jennings stood in her kitchen, staring out the window above the sink at the backyard that had once made her proud. Now, it looked tired—patches of yellowing grass, overgrown flower beds, and a sagging section of wooden fencing where their dog used to scratch before they rehomed...

What's that noise? It's a lawnmower, The men are back to attend to the grass.And use their powerful leaf blowers,Hopefully, there's a good weather forecast. Loving those men who are nice and tan,You have to love their nice asses.The housewives are always their big fans,Some are young and work after their classes. Hot sweaty men to look at when they come,In tight jeans you can see their hot buns.Watching the landscapers is...