first i have to thank el-roy for helping me to write and corrections...he did an awesome job.
you can find his stories on Smashwords:
https://www.smashwords.com/profile/view/ElRoy1999but this is my story..
Roadtripby Absfan01
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My name is Peter and I was spending my six-month vacation in the states.
My plan was to travel through the states with a camper to see all the things you can see in the movies.
It was April and I decided to start my travels.
I had a good flight and could find a good reseller for campers.
After some weeks, I was in Nashville, Tennessee.
I went to the supermarket and bought some stuff. After some more miles I noticed I lost my purse.
I was lucky I had saved some emergency money. I drove directly to the next police station.
There I was told that every credit card I had was now locked. It would take some days to get new cards.
Now there I was ... In Nashville with only 60 bucks for a week.
I needed to get a job. But what should I do? I didn’t need much, just some cash. After all, I had a place to live, my camper.
I thought about doing some garden work for money. Tell them my story and hope that that could convince them.
I drove around looking for area of Nashville is wealthy. That’s where I would start.
At the first house, I rang the bell and an old man opened the door.
It was 9 o'clock so I had the whole day for his garden, but after three hours, I was done.
He gave me some money and I walked to the next houses.
Meanwhile it was 4pm and I had enough money, but why shouldn’t I try one more?
A big SUV drove to the last house with a woman at the wheel.
I walked to the house and the woman parked in her garage.
I rang the bell and she opened the door wearing her jacket. She seemed to be in a hurry.
That’s not good when asking for a little job.
"Hi, I’m Peter. I am travelling through the states and lost my purse, that’s why I would like to ask
if I could do some work for you to earn some money."
"Aw ... er ... yeah ... that’s very cute but as you can see I’m a hurry. Could you come back in half an hour?"
"Sure ..."
“Okay. See you later, I’ve got to eat something … bye."
See looked very cute. A bit older than me. I guess around 37 to 38.
Thirty minutes later, I was standing at her door again.
She must have seen me coming, because in the moment I rang the bell, the door opened.
"Hi, Peter ... I have thought about your situation and I guess I could need some help in the garden.
Just come in and see for yourself."
I followed her and noticed that she had really thick calves through her jeans. She walked briskly and showed me her garden.
"Here it is Peter. I really can’t find the time to clean all of this up since my husband passed some years ago. My daughter has moved out too, so here I am."
She laughed.
"That’s a really big garden Miss ...?"
"Toreal ... But you can call me Isabelle."
"Okay, Isabelle, I’m on it, but it’s half past four already. I don’t think I can do everything today."
"No problem. You said you to know how long it takes till you get your credit cards back and you need the money more than me."
"Yeah, you’re right I guess."
"You can find everything you need in the garden box and if you wanna drink something, feel free to come in."
I first started doing her grass. After forty-five minutes, I took a break and went to the kitchen to get some water.
Her fridge had a lot of water and a lot of eggs and only healthy stuff. Miss Toreal had to watch her body a lot.
She also had a water fountain with two types of water. Warm water and bcaa water.
I didn’t want warm water but also didn’t know what the other one was.
I got out of the kitchen and saw her standing in the garden next to her pool. She appeared to be looking for me.
I quickly ran out in the garden and yelled:
"Here I am, I was just getting something to drink."
She had changed her clothes meanwhile. She was wearing white yoga pants and a workout jacket now.
Her legs were looking amazing in those pants. She really took her training serious.
"I was looking for you because it’s past five now and I need to leave."
"To work out I guess, so you will be back in two hours?"
"Maybe ... but could you lock the house and everything when you leave? Just in case if it takes longer."
"Of course...I will put the key under the doormat."
"Why don’t you take the key and come back tomorrow for the pool? I have already thrown some cleaning tabs in the pool. They need a night to clean. So you just need to take out the leaves and make it nice again." She grinned.
She left and I was mesmerized by her shape. With every step I could see how her calves flexed and relaxed.
It seems that she flexed her glutes while she was walking away.
I immediately got back to work. I must have forgotten the time.
Suddenly, I could heard the click clack of high heels in the house.
"Mom?" I heard a voice calling ...
No response ...
Some minutes later, I heard her ask for her mom again.
She noticed me in the garden and called me.
I turned around and saw a young girl, maybe 19 or 20.
She had long blond hair and was deeply tanned; maybe it looked this dark because it was 9pm already.
She was standing there in her heels and yoga pants ... Her upper body was only covered by a sports bra.
She was in amazing shape but I didn’t have much time to check out her body.
"Who are you and where is my mom?"
"I’m sorry. I guess your mom is working out but I will also leave soon. I’m just doing her garden."
"That really sounds like my mom. She said she would be back at 9pm and now I have driven all the way here and she isn’t here."
"I’m really sorry, but when you see her, you can tell her that I have already finished the pool."
"That doesn’t help ..."
In that moment, I could hear the sound of a car coming up the driveway.
"That must be my mom ..."
With these words, she ran into the house.
I put the tools in the garden box, and prepared everything for tomorrow.
It was a warm afternoon and getting dark. Then I could hear that the daughter was discussing something with her mom. They were inside the house so I couldn’t hear everything.
“Do you really think I’m ready, mom?”
“Yes, of course. You won’t compete where it’s getting hard.”
“I got 8% you said. That is hard!!”
“Yeah, well ...”
I didn’t know if I should just leave or ask about tomorrow.
I decided to leave ... I came closer to the house and could see them both in the kitchen.
Then Isabelle noticed that I was going to leave. She called:
“Come here, Peter!”
I did as she told me and entered the kitchen,
Wow. What a view. Isabella was standing in the kitchen still wearing her white yoga pants.
But the white got a bit transparent now ... she had to be sweating a lot or … I don’t know.
On the opposite of the room was her daughter.
“Peter, we have problem, or rather, Fiona has problem.”
“Err ... Okay ... What kind of problem?”
“Look at her”
Fiona was standing in the kitchen with her pants down to her knees,fully displaying her quads.
“Wow ... Your legs are perfect, Fiona.”
“Peter ... They don’t have t be perfect for you, they have to be perfect for the judges.”
“Okay, but they really look rock hard.”
Isabelle interrupted:
“I also think that they are hard enough. It’s normal that you have a little layer of fat with 8%”
“Mom, that’s the problem. I don’t want that ...”
I still didn’t know which layer of fat they meant, but okay. It seemed that they knew what they were talking about ...
“So Peter, do you think she is ready for the judges?”
“I really think so ... The fat you both are talking about is not visible.”
Then Fiona began to shake her quads and slapped them as they quivered. They instantly transformed into hard muscle.
“Peter try it … You can feel it.”
With that she began to shake her thigh again.
“Now slap my quad ...”
I did as she told … and the soft moving muscle instantly got hard.
Now my whole hand was resting on her huge quads.
“And now you see what I mean ... Do you see how your fingers are pushing into my skin?”
I really couldn’t feel anything else than a hard muscular quad.
“I don’t think I can really help, but you have the most amazing legs I have ever seen or felt.”
Isabelle interrupted again, amused by the situation. She said:
“Fiona, go on stage, bring some trophies for the Toreal family again. Peter is mesmerized by your shape, so the judges will be.”
“You must know, Mom. And now, let’s eat!”
“Do you want to have dinner with us after all that hard work? Fiona will make chicken with eggs.”
“Sounds delicious.”
Isabelle and Fiona laughed knowing that Peter would not say the truth.
“It’s not, but that’s what I have to eat”
“You are right, Fiona, and you’re not here too often, so prepare your chicken in the steam cooker.”
That was the moment I decided to leave.
“Okay ladies. I will leave for today. Wish you a good evening.”
Isabelle brought me to the door and I went to my camper.
My mind was running the whole time about the fat they both meant. They had to be crazy and were probably joking. Then I heard someone running at me.
“Peter … Wait! Stop!”
It was Isabelle running towards me.
She was not running like woman who just runs sometimes. By her movements you could see that she must have been an athlete like her daughter was now.
Also her quads were shaking like Fiona’s had in the kitchen, but not so much.
“I forgot to pay you, Peter.”
“Ah, it’s okay. We will see each other again tomorrow. You didn’t have to run your lungs of your body..”
She laughed
“You’re a funny guy, but to be true, running after doing legs is really not the best decision!”
“yeah ... I didn’t know if Fiona already told you. The pool is already done.”
“Aw, Peter, you’re so great ... Thanks. Here, you get 80 bucks for today.”
“That’s a lot. Thanks.”
“Oh and Peter …”