watering the flowers , early or late

[sirhugs]

some of us like to so re watering before the heat of the day just evaporates the water, or after dusk, to allow the moisture to be absorbed.

Might be an interesting way to encounter a random god walker, jogger, or a neighbour (or their adult kid) doing the walk of shame. Hilarity ensues.

 

[Hypoxia]

some of us like to so re watering before the heat of the day just evaporates the water, or after dusk, to allow the moisture to be absorbed.

Might be an interesting way to encounter a random god walker, jogger, or a neighbour (or their adult kid) doing the walk of shame. Hilarity ensues.

Who all are naked at the encounter, and why?

Meanwhile, I'm reminded of a quaint Victorian house north of San Francisco that is surrounded by a garden of legal psychotropic plants: daturas, morning glories, lobelias, woodroses, et al. For a story, the gardener performs their watering task naked while avoiding or ameliorating the heat of the day. Any passersby inhale the enticing, mind-bending floral fumes and strip-down themselves. Yes, a garden of lust, right there in town.

 

[AlinaX]

Mmm... A random god walker. Sounds divine.

 

[Hypoxia]

Mmm... A random god walker. Sounds divine.

I think door-to-door bible-thumpers are implied here. The kind one offers to feed to the starving dogs out back. "Oh, you're an Adventist? Would you mind being devoured by hungry mastiffs? Come right in!" We'll learn the strength of their beliefs then. "Oh Lawd, save me from the doggies!" Too late, pilgrim...

 

[Carnevil9]

The pre-dawn watering plus the walk of shame make for a nice meet-cute. Especially if they are both scantily dressed, since neither of them expect to see anyone else so early in the morning.

 

[Hypoxia]

...or a neighbour (or their adult kid) doing the walk of shame...

I'm not familiar with over-18s being shame-walked in suburban neighborhoods. Is that common where you live? Any walking through my rural district, clothed or not, would merely attract endless barking and a few porch-cams -- maybe a mountain lion, too. But I see no shame in being unclothed outside at appropriate times, like when I used to bicycle the suburbs naked nightly. Were I forced, should I feel repentance?

 

[NaomiDPlumm]

I think door-to-door bible-thumpers are implied here.

Two older "church ladies" trying to bring the "good news" find "even better news" when they ring Betty's doorbell during an all-girl sex-toy demonstration party (think Mary Kay meets Mr Heney, or a Tupperware party with Hitachis.)

"Oh, you're an Adventist?"

"Yes..."

"I don't know how you do it, I can't go six days without."

"Without?"

"You only have a sexual avent once a week, right?"

"No," says the church lady, "that isn't what is meant by Seventh Day..."

"Come on in," says Betty, "show me yours and I'll show you mine..."

Hours later the two church ladies leave, with thier pamphlets and books, a pint of water-based lube, a purple bunny, a pink banana, and a set of six progressively sized bullets. They are each wearing a sodium filled princess plug but not thier panties.

 

[Zeb_Carter]

some of us like to so re watering before the heat of the day just evaporates the water, or after dusk, to allow the moisture to be absorbed.

Might be an interesting way to encounter a random god walker, jogger, or a neighbour (or their adult kid) doing the walk of shame. Hilarity ensues.

Actually, I have a story that starts that way. Haven't finished it yet but it's in the queue.

 

[Hypoxia]

Two older "church ladies" trying to bring the "good news" find "even better news" when they ring Betty's doorbell during an all-girl sex-toy demonstration party (think Mary Kay meets Mr Heney, or a Tupperware party with Hitachis.)

Which will they drop first, their prayers or their drawers? Will a superlative power-dildo elicit cries of "Sweet Mother Of God!" or merely holy moans? For fun, the "church ladies" are proselytizing for the Church Of The Naked Jesus. Converting those at the demo party should be easy.