at Willow's feet and burst out laughing when I saw she had Lily of the Valley's painted on her nails. "Stop laughing!" Willow joked, "You said you wanted bells on my toes and I had my weekly pedicure last night." I applauded her while laughing my ass off. Willow wasted no time unloading garden tools and laying out a paint-line for the shape of the front gardens. She worked diligently for three solid hours before plopping her ass down in the grass, wiping sweat from her brow, and catching her breath. "Would you like some water, or iced tea?" I asked. She nodded her head yes and I delivered the glass to her in the yard. As she sat idle I admired the muscles in her legs and the incredible tan she had. The turn-off for me was her feet were filthy. Now, I know some guys dig that shit, and I say 'to each their own', but I find dirty feet disgusting. Anyway, as soon as Willow finished her glass of iced tea she was back at it. She didn't even stop for lunch. Digging and hauling and churning and cutting...and it was a hot day. By day's end she was covered in dirt from head to toe. I took a seat on the deck, watching her, as she used the garden hose to cool herself off. It played in my mind like a slow-motion early eighties porn flick as the water cascaded down her lean body and the dirt washed down her thighs to her feet. "Can I trouble you for a refill on the iced tea?" she asked, when she saw me gawking at her. I jumped up immediately, slightly embarrassed, and refilled her glass. She joined me in the shade on the deck, smiling, as she was proud of all she'd accomplished. "I'll be back tomorrow with the plants for this area, and that area there, and then I call Teddy to come by and spread your mulch." she said. When she finished her drink she slammed the glass down and stood up. "Okay, my friend, I have to get back to the yard." she said, patting my knee, and off she went, loading the tools up and securing them. "See you in the morning." she yelled, as she climbed into the truck. That night I dreamed of Willow splashing in a stream, smiling ear to ear, as she splashed the cool water over her naked body. I awoke at five in the morning with a raging hard-on. I was sitting on the deck, in my boxers, drinking coffee when Willow arrived. The back of her truck was full of various plants. "Any coffee left?" she asked, as she came up on the deck. I pointed to the door, and said, "The cups are in the upper cabinet to the right of the sink." Willow returned moments later and sat next to me at the table. "Nice house, man." she said, stretching. "Thank you." I said, checking out her feet. She caught me looking but didn't react. "Tell me something," she said, leaning back in the chair, "how's a good looking guy, like yourself, lives alone in a place like this." I lit a cigarette, and said, "I was married...and divorced. I date sometimes but I'm a fairly private guy." Willow smiled, and said, "Well, I knew you weren't gay!" and she chuckled, and then she said, "My dad says your stand up guy and that there aren't many guys like you around anymore." I smirked and looked down at her feet. "Your dad's a good egg." I said, smiling. Willow finished her coffee and set the cup down, as she studied my face, and asked, "How long have you known my dad?" I shrugged, and said, "I don't know...a long time." She smiled and stood up, stretching again, and said, "Okay, my friend, I'd better get to work." I had just come out of the shower when I heard Jay pull in with his truck. I threw on some clothes and met him on the deck. "Good morning, brother!" he yelled, as he stared at Willow. He glanced at me and then pointed as he mouthed 'who's the babe'. "That's Doug's daughter, Willow, and she's landscaping the place for me." Jay's eyebrows went up, and he whispered, "She's fucking hot, bro! Doug and his old lady made a smokin' hot kid." I laughed, and said, "The coffee's on." and Jay walked inside. When Jay returned, he said, "There's a meeting at the shop tonight. Think you can make it?" I nodded yes. "Seven sharp." I nodded again. We talked about some minor changes Jay wanted to make at the shop and I agreed with most of them. "Okay, my brother," Jay said, standing up, "I'd best get my ass to work." I grabbed his cup and brought it inside. I got busy painting the back bedroom and turned up the stereo while I worked. I was finishing the second coat when I turned and saw Willow staring at me from the door. "What's up?" I asked, stepping down off the ladder. "Nothing, just taking a break." she said, smiling. "Well, I'll join you. Let this dry awhile. Iced tea?" I said. We sat out on the deck sipping iced tea, and Willow said, "Teddy should be here, soon, with your mulch." I nodded my head. Willow stretched her legs out, her right foot touching my calf, and she yawned. "You do nice work." she said, thumbing towards the house. "Well," I replied, "I used to have my own remodeling business." She rubbed a filthy foot up my calf, again, and asked, "So, are you seeing anyone?" My mouth about fell open. "No, I mean, don't take it the wrong way..." Willow tripped over her words, "I just think you'd be fun to have dinner with." I smiled, and asked, "Are you asking me on a date?" and Willow blushed, ever so slightly, and said, "Maybe." I told her I had plans that night at the shop but I was definitely interested. Just then a truck full of mulch pulled in. "Hey, your mulch is here." she said, and gulped the rest of her drink. Willow and the guy she called Teddy spent the next few hours spreading mulch around the gardens. I finished painting the other guest room. I was sitting on the deck when Teddy pulled out and Willow joined me for a glass of iced tea. Before she left, she said, "Meet me tomorrow night at Xxxxxxxx Restaurant for dinner. I promise I'll even shower first. Eight o'clock?" I smiled, and said, "Okay. Sounds good." That night at the meeting...we discussed a few changes among the crew and we approved purchasing a new and improved tire machine that would eliminate the two antiques we had. After the meeting, Johnny asked if I was going to make his birthday party. I said, "Of course I will, kid." and he smiled. Then Johnny pointed at a tarp, by the side door of the shop, and said, "That's Jay's latest project. Has he shown it to you, yet?" I said no, and he dragged me over to see it. Jay yelled, "I got a great deal on it, brother." when he saw us standing beside it. A wrecked 1957 chopper hardtail with a coffin gas tank. "A true barn find, bro!" Jay said, as he made his way to us. I whistled, and said, "When are we starting the work?" Johnny said, "Right after my party." The following night...I was shaved and showered, and even put on some aftershave, and clean clothes. I pulled into the parking lot of the restaurant a few minutes early and looked around for Willow's truck. As it got closer to eight o'clock I figured she'd played me but I went and stood by the door. At eight o'clock, I walked inside and scanned the bar but didn't see her. Just then...she came walking towards me in five inch pencil thin stiletto heels and a sexy black dress with her hair down. I almost fell over. "Hey there, Mogli. Our table's ready." Willow said, smiling. We hugged and she smelled so freaking good and looked absolutely amazing. "Wow!" I said, looking her up and down, "You look beautiful." She blushed a bit, and said, "You look good, too." We sat down and looked at our menus. The waitress took our drink order and I focused on the menu. "What are you having?" Willow asked. I thought it over, and said, "The prime rib. You?" Willow scrunched up her nose, and said, "Okay, that'll work. Prime rib." As we ate our salads and talked, I found out Willow had a degree in botanical science and graduated third in her class. She despised guys her own age. She loved working in the dirt and getting dirty. She enjoyed weekly manicures and pedicures because her mother had ugly nails and she didn't want to be like her mother. She bought a German sports car her first year out of college and she had a strange fetish for footwear even though she loved working bare foot in the dirt. "These shoes cost me a pretty penny but I love them." she mused, "And I probably own fifty pair of heels." By the time dessert arrived...Willow asked, "Could I hire you to build me a really cool shoe cabinet?" I nodded my head yes, mesmerized by her bluntness. More to Come...Soon.