Finish!

"whew!" She lets out a heavy sigh of relief while wiping the sweat off her brow using the top of her wrists. "That's everything I think." She pulls and flaps the strap on her overalls so that it helps ventilate the inside of her clothes, the gnome for some reason was standing just a few inches apart from her boot. It remains completely motionless so that Sally disregards it. And disregard it she does.

"MmmmmMM!" She stretches an arm up while on her toes, feeling her back pop makes her squeal in delight. Enough to bounce a little on her toes, the short split ends of her blonde hair flow gently with a passing breeze. Some trails of sweat glistening across her white supple skin.

"I should start heading in, papas bound to be awake by now." Reaching down and taking the basket in hand, she returns to the sliding backdoor steps through until-

Crash!

"Huuh!!? What the—" she turns back and finds one of the flower pots on the patio shattered mysteriously on the ground. This prompts Sally to walk out and investigate, crouching to pick the pieces but finding nothing nothing off about it.

"Did this fall off one of the rails..?" Last time she checked there wasn't any potted plant sitting on a any rail but she also could've overlooked it with the hurry she was in. Regardless she cleans up the pieces with a nearby dust pan and heads back inside a second time. This time she closes the door just fine.

"A job well done Sally!" She says proudly to herself before turning and catching sight of something unusual. A small trail of muddy footsteps coming from the backdoor into the living room. It stops mysteriously right on the carpet. Whatever it could've been, it seemed to have wiped their feet aggressively before fleeing in some direction. With its feet cleaned, it offered no lead to where it could've gotten itself into.

"Ughhh not again, did a cat climb in when I wasn't looking? Well.. this cat has really big feet.. and um.." squinting "really weird feet.."

Her first instinct was to walk in and crouch beside the living room sofa "here Kitty Kitty Kitty. Sally won't bite, promise!"

The search begins, she starts by checking the living room then moving to kitchen before the hallways. After several minutes of searching the ditzy girl comes to a conclusion, this cat is very good at hide and seek. Sally also feels exhausted from all the gardening heat that she completely gives up on the wild goose chase.

"Ughhh I give up!" Sally feels uncomfortable again with the tight friction of her overalls against her sweaty plump body. A shower came to mind but, she didn't feel like taking one right now, maybe after a short nap? Finding a clean rag off the kitchen, she uses it to wipe down from her nape down to her smooth breasts then each of her hairless and soft pits. If her grandpa was here, he'd be too busy thanking the goddess for this free service.

It's around this time a few footsteps can be heard descending the top stairs. Stepping in from the entrance to the living room, a blonde well built muscular man made his appearance. He had some proper side burns and wearing matching overalls as her daughter. His thick manly chest was firm and well toned making him the peak man physic. His arms were a bit muscular, his palms, although abit hairy, had thick calluses to show the amount of work he constantly does on the anvil.

"My sweet little muffin cake, how are you up so early? I was sure you'd be sleeping like a rock under those blankets of yours!" The man let's out a whole hearted laugh as his daughter steps up while puffing out her chest out rather proudly

"Not today papa, I got up extra early to do all my chores. I answered the door to a delivery man, I even finished doing all the garden work. You can check the back if you don't believe me!" But he didn't need to really, just seeing the her glistening soft skin shows the work she's put out there.

"That'so, well still got a few more errands I could use yer help with.. but how about you take a small break before you tackle those. If-" but his father stops, seeing how helpful little Sally was being. He decides not to tease her by mentioning the haunted room. "How bout you get in a quick nap and I'll leave ya some nice breakfast on the table when you come down."

"Really papa?" She gives it some thought, it's true that it's rather early, the kids she's used to playing wouldn't be there just yet and she does feel a little icky and exhausted.

"Well.. okay then. I'll do that" tossing the sweaty rag in the kitchen sink. The bouncy little ditz starts skipping past her father as he sneaks in an affectionate little pat as she passes.