LIVE! LIVE! Life is a banquet, and some sorry sons of bitches are starving!
....at the Casa du Borghese is, as usual, in full swing of laboring.
Well, that certainly looks like a lot of hard work!
Things appear to be looking up.
Now this is the Labor Day I can get behind. Pun intended.Chicken Corn soup?!? That sounds excellent.
Some of them really have their hands full.
Being in here, can I inquiring about your interview process? My my my......
Welcome Ms Onassis!!!!! All I can say, it a gruelling process.....
Have a good one!
Your houseboys on the settee look bored.... or just worn out, LOL!
“All work and no play makes Jack a dull boy” - Jack TorranceJx
I do that last stretch daily. But I stopped playing naked tennis years ago. The balls!
Work yourself up into a lather!
Oh, you even have a houseboy that swings his dick and a racket! Something for everyone.
I love multi talented men.
I love chicken corn soup!
My grandmother's tradition....every Labor Day...chicken corn soup!!!!
Your houseboys have never looked better...or more limber.
Happy Labor Day Mistress! I like the laboring going on at your place. I went with my daughter to her house today for a small family gathering, before I head back to the beach for a week or so. And I just bet your chicken corn soup is delicious. I used to make it every Labor Day William.
I don't think help comes any hotter than this. Sweet Jesus.
Have I mentioned how nice it is to see you and the boys back at the Casa again? And if I can lend a hand...or any other parts, just give a yell.
I'll never turn away extra hands.....
Labor of loves! (or lusts)
I didn't bring my glasses damn it, but I do think I need to investigate further what the third houseboy has in those slate grey speedos 😜😜😜
Isn't he a doll?
The man on the staircase must have joints in places I know not of - hope you had fun yesterday.
Chicken corn soup sounds delicious. With fall coming I’ll have to find a recipe.
I bet you can find a way to wake some of them up :)
Happy Labor day!I did nothing. Literally.XOXO
So much to labor over ...and so little time.I labored to tear myself away from the beach.
I know that feeling all too well.
Having the proper tool to labor with is all-important.
I hope the soup was good, and I already know the desert was delightful. Now the question is, which one of those cuties in the picture was it?
Let us just say I made a pig of myself honey.
Go ahead darling, tell me something fabulous!