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“Do bitches like biting the heads off dicks too?”
Gwen scrunches her nose and looks down at the batch of cookies on the prep table “They don’t look like dicks They’re broomsticks” But even as she defends herself, she tilts her head to study them
“Pubic hair” I point to as supposed to be the bristles of a broo should have been the actual broomstick “The cock”
She bites her lip, and I can tell she’s trying to find a way to prove
“Gwen If it’s a freaking broo?” The end of the cookie has white icing shooting out of it and clearly looks like cum
“That’s theout! It’s a witch’s broomstick!” She says it so earnestly that I’ to convince here, me or herself
“Yeah, soht”
Suddenly, we both bust out laughing I should be frustrated, but laughing feels good It’s so the silliness of the situation
When we finally stop laughing, a worried look crosses her face “It’s fine” I try to reassure her I only opened the bakery a little over a week ago, and I’ht fire her What she doesn’t know is, she’s the only person who applied for the job For so to this quiet little town in Gray Ridge, Colorado
If it wasn’t for the tourists who pass through, I wouldn’t have any business at all Lucky for me there’s a national park nearby that keepsit will last once the snow starts hitting the mountains and the line of tourists slon I was told soet shut down around here after the first snow Maybe by then the people who live here will start to warht few s As the holidays are fast approaching, I’m hopeful everyone will need desserts
It’s coht soood idea When Ito make them herself She always seems to want to stay here as ht, so I gave her a shot at the cookies on her own I went upstairs to my little apart I’ the error of my ways
When I hired her, I knew she didn’t have any experience, but she seeer to learn Whenever Iall the inforone to culinary school and was more than happy to teach her allsomeone to talk to who shares o when it comes to culinary crafts
“Okay, we don’t have to serve these What else did you make?”
Gwenout e tray of orange pu
“Why ‘eatat the perfectly e, of course
“It’s subli to the custo in advertising and knows this is a selling secret “People will just have to buy the cookies and eat them because the cookie told them to”
“Anything else?” I crosswe’ll be able to sell today Now I’m not so sure if I want us to be busy today I need to whip up some usable cookies and Halloween treats on top of the normal stuff I sell That would keepthe counter by herself
“I did some cupcakes too” She bounces back over to the cooler, her excite a tray of cupcakes all iced in green, black, white, and orange The only proble out of the top of them
“What is this?” I point to what clearly looks like a dick on top of a cupcake Not that I’ve ever had experience with a real one, but I do have a Tumblr account
“Those are fingers Don’t they look creepy-cool?” I can tell she’s excited about this I even fear she stayed extra late last night iant s myself to pop her bubble
“They’re great, Gwen” I grab one of the trays, going to load it into one of the cases up front I plot where I can put theiant stack of Rice Krispie treats and so I could put them on the bottouess I’ll have to put thee inwardly
This is not going to win me any favors with the locals who already avoid me They don’t seem too happy that I’ve taken over the town bakery It’s the only reason I have as to why so many turn and walk the other hen they see h to make anyonethe way everyone acts I saw it for sale online and made an offer, and if they didn’t like new people,for the world to see!
The site even showed you the paperwork of how successful the previous owner had been and explained that the only reason it was for sale was because the owner passed away, and the re fa now that I was running the place
When I saw this place I kneould be perfect for me; a fresh start somewhere new, and I could leave the sad randma passed, I was all alone She raised me after my parents died in a car accident when I was five years old After high school I’d gone to college, got a degree in business, but couldn’t see The only tirand That’s when I knew I had tomy life if I wanted to be happy
My grand after I graduated that I lost her After I closed her estate, I kneanted to open my own bakery, and I searched for the prime place When I stumbled across this little toith this perfect little bakery, so about it drew me in When I stepped inside the first time, I knew this was the place; I felt like I fit It was al for me, like my fate was here
Pushing through the door from the kitchen to the front, I set the tray on the counter and startcoffee while I set up the display cases Maybe I’
Gwen follows behind o to the trays in theof the store and start placing treats on display there too Shit
Maybe e open I can send her on an errand and throw all of theone I could tell her they sold like crazy, but then she just ht want to make more Double shit