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El Jardinero

added by baudrie 6 years ago AP O

Jake spotted Alfredo, his next-door neighbors' gardener, working on the rosebushes in the yard. Alfredo was a nice man and often made conversation with Jake whenever he could in order to practice his English. He was in his mid to late twenties had only recently immigrated to the U.S.; and despite being a couple inches shorter than Jake, he was strong guy, his biceps and pecs pushing through his shirts. He often worked shirtless in the summer, exposing his bronze skin and work-hardened muscles. Jake figured that, outside of the manual labor, it could be fun to try the handy-man on for size.
He approached Alfredo and entered his body just as he'd knelt down to pull out some weeds.
"Guau," Jake said, noting how thick his accent was. He pulled off the gardening gloves and examined his new hands, running his fingers over the callouses that covered his palms. He looked down and pulled up his shirt, revealing a defied set of four-pack abs adorned with a heavy treasure trail.
"<This is so cool!>" Jake cried out with his new raspy voice, and realized he was speaking Spanish, "No way, did I just speak espanish?" he asked himself with Alfredo's accented English.
Jake was giving his new biceps a squeeze, giggling at how firm they felt, when he heard a voice call out, "Alfredo," it was his neighbor, "Alfredo darling I'm afraid I have to go out and won't be back until late. Finish up the weeding and feel free to home, okay?" she said as she walked over and handed Jake an envelope full of cash, Alfredo's salary for the day.
"Uh, sure," Jake stammered, "no problem missus Jackson?" Jake' felt his like his head was spinning as he took the envelope, between not quite knowing what was going on and the strain it now caused him to talk in English he felt like he needed to lay down.
Jake, not wanting to ruin Alfredo's career, kept his word and finished the weeding, put the tools back in the Jacksons' tool shed and stood out on the sidewalk. He wasn't sure if Alfredo owned a car or where he lived. Jake stroked his new goatee as he looked around.


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