Chapter 4

Proceeding to the garden as ordered, Lenora dutifully began her walk down the long main strollway and was happy and relieved not to see any of the gardeners, but upon turning around at the end, her brief moment of happiness came to an end as she saw all six of them evenly spaced out along her return route, casually leaning on their shovels and rakes in anticipation of her return walk back.

Swallowing hard and taking a deep breath, she prepared for the embarrassing gauntlet, but as each one tipped his hat and gave her a friendly smile, she was surprised at the familiar and good feeling she got from once more being among what she quickly recognized as friendly souls.

Finding her good mood somewhat restored, she even inwardly smiled as each man made the obligatory racy but good natured comment about how he would gladly marry her or that she was more beautiful than the stars and she was at one moment struck by the powerful realization that she was now truly a creature of two worlds and at least part her salvation lay in turning that fact into an asset.

Quickly preparing herself to have some witty and humorous retorts ready for another similar onslaught upon her next trip by them, Lenora was even looking forward to it, but as she turned around to do so, she was made even happier and proud of the men when she saw that they had all politely went about their business, affording her the respect they felt she deserved as one of their own.

Finishing her walk, Lenora took a moment to simply close her eyes and soak up a little sun, but upon opening them, found one of the men motioning to her with his hat. Following him to a small enclave, she happily discovered they had prepared lunch and had even come up with a fresh clean towel which, with a grand and highly animated gesture, one of the men happily laid out for her to sit on.

The polite gesture, however, and quite predictably, came with the price of a good natured, but thoroughly crude remark, which Lenora recognized through long experience was really only a thinly disguised challenge to see what she was really made of. It was a price she cheerfully paid and a challenge she eagerly accepted.

"A lady shouldn't have to put her pussy on a cold slab of old cement," declared the man, with a big grin, as he placed the towel down for her.

"Oh, you'd be surprised," retorted Lenora, "a hot pussy like this one, sometimes it feels good to cool it off a little."

"That's some pussy alright," offered another one of the men, extending the challenge and purposely giving Lenora a chance to excel, "Most beautiful pussy I've ever seen."

"That's because it's the ONLY pussy you've ever seen," retorted Lenora, giving them all a good laugh, as the two men on each side of him pushed his hat down over his eyes and made fun of him.

Carefully practicing her instructions regarding being nude, Lenora gradually found the wisdom of what The Lady Harrington had taught her and she slowly began to feel more and more comfortable even as she made the men feel comfortable, especially taking care not to catch them starring at her obvious points of interest and giving them a kind and knowing smile if she did before quickly looking away as if it were nothing at all.

Not even having to suggest they all take an extended lunch, Lenora gladly used the time to simply enjoy the good company, but she also knew that just as these men already knew all about her, they also undoubtedly knew much more about what went on in the royal community than anyone ever suspected or gave them credit for.

She knew it was a resource she couldn't afford to ignore and thus she subtly cultivated their friendship, not only for this reason, but also because she simply liked them. Waiting until the return to work could be delayed no longer, Lenora made her move with a natural, but also sincere overture.

"I want to thank you gentlemen for being so polite this morning," declared Lenora, "and for the most excellent lunch."

"You're welcome, Mam," quickly assured all of the men, and through their over-all demeanor, clearly revealed that they still considered her one of them and that she had indeed made some friends.

Not leaving it at that, however, Lenora sealed the deal in the way she knew best.

"Of course, I am very disappointed that no one complimented me on my tits," Lenora teased everyone into another laugh, but they also showed some wit of their own as the foreman pushed one of the men forward assigning him to work with her first.

"Take her to help you with the crepe myrtle," laughed the foreman, "and for God's sake say something nice about her tits, or you won't get any work out of her at all."

Spending the rest of the long summer day working with each man for a while in turn, Lenora actually enjoyed herself immensely. It wasn't exactly the way she would have chosen it to be, with her big breasts flopping about as she carried branches and fetched tools and raked up debris and so forth, but she enjoyed it anyway.