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Posted: Tue Apr 20, 2010 3:44 pm
"Sure, I'd love to help. You'll just have to show me how." She smiled as she followed him with a hand on her belly.
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Posted: Wed Apr 21, 2010 9:34 am
As they entered the back, she would see various cans, cooking utensils, and other things you'd see in a bakery. Leading her to a large comfortble chair he nods. "Well then, if you could start making the jelly filling then I'll make the donuts for it! I'll show you how to do it..."
He then began to show Kitty how to make the jelly. He tried his hardest not to get too much into her personal space or get in the way of her belly. "You see it's not that hard, when you're done mixing the jelly, you'll need to add a teaspoon of this..." He pulls out a can of something called P-Mix. Opening up the can it looked like chocolate frosting. "My boss down at HQ wants me to add this stuff to everything I bake here. This is what caused you to become pregnant too. I really dunno how or why but just a teaspoon will do. You also are free to eat as many pasteries as you want, just be carefull not to do it.." he said giving her a concerned look.
"The last thing I want would be for you and your husband or boyfriend or even girlfriend to experience 20 babies.. That's only if you stick your finger in the can for a taste. Believe me, that stuff works...in the last town I was in one of my hired helpers did that before I could warn them, let's just say they immediatley looked like the Hindenburg. Just be carefull around this stuff ok?" He says handing her the can and teaspoon.
Giving her a friendly smile he then began to mix together the dough for the donuts he was planning to make. "If you have any questions, or just want to talk feel free. It's actually kind of nice to have workers. Working along just gets lonely and boring actually."
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Posted: Wed Apr 21, 2010 4:49 pm
"Thanks! I'll try not to let you down!" She began completing her task and tried to ignore the occasional kicking coming from her overly-large belly.
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Posted: Wed Apr 21, 2010 9:18 pm
"Let me know if you need a break too. Anyway, I take it you're one of the regulars in this town?" He asked trying to get some sort of conversation going.
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Posted: Thu Apr 22, 2010 5:31 am
Chris took the donut after paying for it and slowly walked to a seat to eat it at. He kept eyes that new girl though. Curious and attracted at the same time.
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Posted: Thu Apr 22, 2010 5:50 am
She finsihed making the pasteries and set them in the various shelves behind the glass. She sat down and began drawing.
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Posted: Fri Jul 29, 2011 5:40 pm
Annamarie walked into this cute little pastry shop and went up to the counter and looked at the different varieties of the pastries. She saw some good looking Custard filled donuts with different colored icing. Not wanting to yell to get someone's attention, Annamarie rang the little bell at the counter and waited a bit so if anyone in the kitchen could hear it would be able to get to the front counter.
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Posted: Fri Jul 29, 2011 9:18 pm
"I actually moved here not all too long ago," she explained to her superior. She also grabbed a rag to clean some tables which proved to be difficult with her belly.
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Posted: Sat Jul 30, 2011 8:19 am
Annamarie saw that waitress and went over to her. "U-uhm, excuse me miss?" she asked shyly. She felt bad and she blushed a bit in embarresment. "I'm sorry if I'm bothering you, but I was wanting to buy a pastry from here but there isn't anyone at the counter.." She got out her cash and held it out to the waitress. "I-I was wondering if I could give you my money and then someone else could give me my pastry so you could go back to work?"
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Posted: Sat Jul 30, 2011 12:56 pm
"Oh! Sorry about that. I'm not that busy." She waddled back behind the counter and smiled,"What can I get for you today?"
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Posted: Sat Jul 30, 2011 3:27 pm
"Oh! It's fine miss, I just didn't want to interrupt your working." she looked at the menu again to look at the other options. "Uhm, a custrad doughnut please." Annamarie asked polietly and smiled shyly.
She fiddled around with her long,black braided hair and looked at her brightly colored converse. Even though she was a very shy girl, her shirt was an aray of colors and different words in both english and several other languages. Then her jeans were a blotchy bleached out color and there was a chain that had her connected to her wallet that was safely inside her pocket.
"And also, do you know if I could try and get a job here? I've been needing to find one to support me and a friend that's bunking with me for a bit." she asked, a bit embarressed that she was twenty and unemployed.
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Posted: Sat Jul 30, 2011 3:39 pm
She smiled at the beautiful girl as she reached with wax paper in the pastry display to nab her custard doughnut. As she rang her up, she said, "I'm not sure if we're hiring. You'll have to speak to the manager. It would be nice to have you on board though." She looked into her eyes as she handed Annamarie her change.
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Posted: Sat Jul 30, 2011 3:47 pm
"Oh, I was just checking. Thank you so much." Annamarie smiled and took her pastry and sat at an available table and started eating her doughnut.
When she was half way finished with her little snack, she clutched her stomach at a weird pain that just happend to appear. She quietly yelped out in pain.
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Posted: Sat Jul 30, 2011 4:19 pm
"You alright, miss?" Savannah asked as she came over rubbing her massive belly kicking with sextuplets.
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Posted: Sat Jul 30, 2011 4:30 pm
"I-it's my abdomien.. It feels like it's spazzuming.." Annamarie sighed in relief as it disappeared. But then she felt her stomach get a bit plumper and her shirt straining to conceil her somehow growing belly. "W-what's happening..?!" she asked, a bit scared but also in love with the feeling.
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