Time to clip some plants

Ashley brushed the grass off of her thighs and unplugged the mower, pushing it back into the back yard, she'd put it away properly afterwards. Before she picked up the rose clippers she looked through the living room window to check the clock.

7:41

"Fuck" She said outloud...most people would be awake by this hour...they were probably watching her as they ate breakfast...watching her nubile naked body do chores...

She took another deep breath, picking up the bucket and setting it under the rosebush, removing the hedgeclippers so they don't get buried and taking the smaller clippers out, getting hard to work clipping away at the plant.

This was something she knew how to do very well, her mother taught her and she'd done it on her own a lot.

Just never naked, it made her more cautious about how she was clipping, rose thorns on bare skin were never fun...and she had a lot of that to worry about. Though it wasn't too difficult...and she figured that 'good enough' would work, Christine wasn't exactly a gardener so it was doubtful she'd nitpick...or even know what to look for to nitpick.

Soon done with that task and with a quarter full bucket she moved to the hedge.

Now this one was easier, no thorns...but there was far more surface area to worry about...and it wasn't high enough to cover up her nudity, seeing as it had a section to the front of the house, she'd even have to step out onto the sidewalk for a few minutes.

Reminded of the fact she was in public Ashley looked about at her surroundings, people were starting to leave their houses and remain on foot now, not going for cars. Cars were easier to avoid, they need to keep driving.

There was nothing stopping someone on foot from coming over to say hi...this time she didn't bother looking at the clock, her grace period had been and gone...now she was in overtime.

Ashley picked up the hedgeclippers and started clipping away.