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I bit back a curse when I saw the two pickle barrels, having forgotten to offer some to her with her purchase. It might seem odd given I was selling jams, marmalades, and preserves, but I also sold tomato jam for bruschetta or I even loved it over a nice baked potato.
“Hi, sorry, is this where the kids can get that star fruit?” a woman asked before I could even sit down again.
“Oh, sure, I have lots more,” I told her. I ended up checking if she knew the mom and when she did, I had her grab extra pickles to give her. She bought a bunch of jars too, taking samples.
“You should offer a sampler pack,” she suggested.
I nodded. “I hadn’t thought of that. Thanks. I could slip in a sheet of what it all is and warnings.”
“Make sure to sell it even if for a couple of bucks. Some people come just to see how much they can get for free and it’s like a competition some post online about. I’d even limit your samples, or someone trying to get the most views could start a fuss about not getting more.”
I blinked at her, frowning when she nodded she was serious. “Well, that’s one way to take the fun out of samples and tastings.”
“Someone always has to ruin it, but most are good people.”
She was right. The vast majority just wanted to shop and enjoy the event. I did see what she was saying as someone came along who was taking pictures of the brownies I’d baked with my jam or the other samples as they “sampled” all of it.
I gave her a withering look and flared a bit of magic to make her scram.
But a few pests couldn’t put a damper on my day when Icompletelysold out. I didn’t even realize it at first that I wasgetting so low since I was nervous about using the credit card payment thing with my phone.
I was so sure it would go down or be a pain just like every time I ordered delivery. But it was awesome and the signal to the market was great, so things went smoothly.
“Hi, is this where we get the exotic fruit jams?” someone asked.
I turned around and giggled. “I’m so sorry, but I’mcompletelysold out.”
She did a double take and beamed at me. “Good for you. First time selling out?”
“First farmers market ever,” I admitted, nodding when she chuckled. “I’ll be back next week with more, I promise. I’m just getting going, and I might need to hire part-time help already it seems.”
She smiled. “Well, you are the talk of the market as the newbie hit.” She held out her hand to me. “Sarah. I teach at one of the high schools near here. I know some students looking for summer jobs if you’d like?”
“Oh, I’d like, and I’d even bring you some jars as a finder’s fee.” I bit back a chuckle when she told me which high school and it was the closest one to me.
Thank you, Gaia. For sure I would need someone to help me run the booth and bring extra cases as I was exhausted with all the foot traffic and keeping an eye on it all.
But apparently, not tired enough to ignore the potential for fun.
I let people take pickles and samples as I started packing it in, mostly so the barrels were lighter as I got them back in the van. I was all loaded before one and decided to check out the food truck with my flirty helper.
“Well, that’s a big smile,” he teased me.
“I sold out. Completely. I think I deserve it.”
“Yeah, you do,” he praised. “I didn’t even get to try any.”
I held up a paper bag for him. “Silly man, I put a bunch of sample jars plus some of my goodies I use it in. And just because I’m nice, I added some pickles.” I leaned in as I handed it over. “I like a nice pickle. I could use one now.”
Which was how we ended up on the side of the closed bank on the edge of the parking lot that the farmers market was at. He kissed me hard and groped my tits like a man who enjoyed good tits.
I made sure to use one of Sia’s spelled condoms just like I always did. I’d been storing all that power up in totems for over a decade, but now I could get the next batch tied to my greenhouses.
Just thinking that made me even more excited and almost made up for his dick being a bit lacking. Oh well, as long as he knew how to use it, right?
He spun me around and yanked the back of my straight-leg yoga capris down and thrust in without even fingering me first. Fine, he wasn’t big, and this wasn’t the time to play around as we could seriously get caught soon.
“Oh fuck,oh fuck,” he groaned as he pumped his hips and moved his hands back to my tits under my shirt. “I love girls with so much padding. Fuck, you big girls always have fat asses and huge tits. It’s exactly—”
