Amanda's new lingerie

It's one of those warm late spring afternoons where the sun has just enough bite to leave your shirt damp after a few hours outside. The lawn is mowed, the hedges are trimmed, fresh soil still clings to the flower beds, and you're putting the last of the garden tools back into the shed before finally calling it a day. Amanda from next door has already strolled into the yard without bothering to announce herself. By the time you notice her, she's made her way over to the shed, watching with an amused smile that almost certainly means she has no intention of letting you finish your afternoon in peace.