The sun beats down on the neglected garden, as Austin and Evelyn work side by side, their marriage an untended plot itself. Mr. Thompson, a neighbor with a wandering eye and a libido to match, watches from his porch, his gaze lingering on Evelyn's curves. As she bends to prune a bush, her shorts ride up, revealing tantalizing glimpses of her tanned skin. The old man's imagination runs wild, and he can't help but approach, his intentions clear. Evelyn, intrigued by the taboo, allows the old man's fat fingers to trace her body, her husband none the wiser, lost in his own world of weeds and soil.