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The Gardener

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The Gardener

By: Suzie B
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My name is Suzie B and I am a fun loving woman who has a few stories to tell. This is my story about when I worked as a gardener. I enjoy gardening but I enjoy the perks that come with the job. Read about a special client who I had more than a working relationship with. If you like my story, look out for other stories I may write down for you to enjoy. Excerpt from the book :- "My thoughts must have been very intense at one point as I did not realise that a summer shower was pouring buckets down from the sky. My clothes were absolutely soaked. It was only a shower and it stopped as soon as it started. The wet clothes were now clinging to my body like a second skin. I thought about changing my clothes but the sun was now back out and I was the only one here anyway so why bother. It was a very secluded garden with trees and bushes all around giving complete privacy. With wet clothes clinging to my body I started to feel quite horny. The rain not only made my clothes tight but also made the ground muddy and slippery. Moving over to another part of the garden I put my foot down only for it to slide away from under me. I ended up flat on my back with a thud. I stayed there a little while I got my breath back but when I got up I was covered in mud all up my back from head to toe. Only about 5 minutes later I leant over to pick a few leaves up and went sliding forward this time. Now I was covered in mud all down my front too. A small puddle meant that I had splashed mud all over my face. This was too much, I needed to get a clean. I had done a good mornings work so felt happy to stop for a while to get cleaned up."
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