Someone Else

Chapter 27

As I expected, homeless people have gathered in a long line in front of my stall. It's an two hours until the festival actually starts and I'm the first one here.

I had set up the brick oven carefully to make sure it's secure. The top is open so I can put the industrial sized pot on to stay hot. Matt, Julius, Paul and Judas help me put up the stall and finish seting everything up.

"Is whatever that is free?" The first person in line, a middle aged homeless woman asked with great surprise.

It makes me so upset at how surprised she is, it's clear how little help she's received.

"Of course. Would you like some?" I asked. She nods. "Would you like that with shredded chicken, minced pork, beef, Bass or vegan?"

"I'll take the pork." She said.

I take a biodegradable bowl and put the pork in and spread it around before putting the steaming congee in. I take a biodegradable spoon and stir it around so it's all cooked, then I put a bit of sesame oil. "Chives and pepper?"

"Both."

I add the things on top and hand her the steaming bowl.

She tries it and her eyes widen. "Oh that's really good." She said.

"Be careful, it's very filling." I said. "How about everyone else?"

Basically all of the fifty plus people in line want some.

"Julius, you go take orders starting from nine people down." I told him. "Matt you help put the meat in first. Jude you help pour and stir. Paul, you deliver."

It's a pretty hectic first hour and I'm so glad I set up early. Students start arriving at look at my stall curiously until they realize I'm the one running it.

More homeless people come to try it and I feel like I'm floating. It's cold outside, nothing like a warm bowl of congee to keep you warm.

It's time to sell wristbands and I let the men take over as I take off my gloves and sell the bands with a camera and megaphone at my sides. I actually had over 200 made, 115 will be sold today.

Yes, I understand that means the fundraiser will have slightly less funds but you must help the people in front of you first. Besides, with my generous donation, I have every right to run this however the f**k I see fit.

When I first came up with this idea at the fundraiser last year, I realized no one would willingly spend their money, it's not like in the anime, these are real people. So I had to come up with this competition bullshit.

Many people come to join the festival and I'm so excited. The smells of foods are already filling the air.

"Enjoy the festival!" I said to everyone who buys a wristband, which is a lot of people.

It takes me twenty minutes to sell out and I announce it on the megaphone I've been carrying. "We have sold out of wristbands for today unfortunately. But tomorrow there will be more!" I announced. "I repeat: We have sold out of wristbands but tomorrow there will be more!"

The large stack of cash and coins in the bag I used to hold it is so freaking heavy. To be honest, I didn't even count the money and coins they gave me. I just shoved it in and gave them the bands.

I come back to my stall to see them still serving with smiles. "Having fun?" I asked them.

"Surprisingly, yeah." Matt said.

I had put all of them in an apron that said 'Columbia University's Annual Fundraiser- Food Fest!'

They've brought out the second cooler and I check to see the pot is half empty. I'm glad I bought this thing, there's no sign of customers ending any time soon. Holy s**t, I might sell out! I put some more wood in the fire and peck Matt on the lips before doing my other duties.

I go make sure everything is running smoothly. All fifty stalls seem to be in great shape and running strong. Though the stalls that sell more than one dish look like they're about to pass the f**k out at any given second.

This is a good chance to take pictures! I snap pictures of people walking around talking and laughing happily along with the students smiling and serving. How heart warming.

"How are we doing tonight? Having fun?" I asked a middle aged couple.

"Oh, the best!" The woman said.

I smile. "So what stall has been you favorite so far?"

"There are so many that are amazing!" The man said, biting into some octopus balls. "I liked the Japanese section, especially the Tako-something stall, it's one of the more pricey ones but it's worth it!"

Takoyaki? Interesting, that's in the E section.

"My favorite is the Cuban stall. Buenuelos, I think they're called. It's five dollars for a big one and it's so good!" The woman said.

I giggle. "Well alright, enjoy your night!" I said, sending them off to try more foods.

I interview some more people and there are a lot of varying opinions but so far the crowd favorite is Japanese food. I make my way there and see five female Japanese students working it, unsurprisingly. "Hey! A little good news you're crowd favorites!" I said to them.

"Really? Oh, that's so exciting!" One of them says. "Would you like to try some, Amelia?"

They know my name? Right, they were in the line and must have heard my not so subtle hints.

"I'll come by tomorrow for sure, but now I gotta find any sold out stalls to taunt." I said, making them laugh.

So far no one has sold out but there's still an hour left in the festival.

"Looking good, guys. Keep it up!" I said as I go. Everything looks so good... I resist the urge to buy literally everything.

Right now, I find the stalls that took out loans. They all go with simple food but the smell is mouth watering and it's attracting a good sized crowd.

I buy a lot of their foods and come back to the frontline. My stall's traffic had decreased and they were finally getting a breather.

"Guys! Try some of this!" I said, bringing over the things.

Chicken skewers, lamb kebabs, cheesecake, single chicken pot pies, and horchatas for all of us!

"This is so good..." Jude moans, devouring his chicken pot pie. I must admit, they were bold in choosing that.

"You organized this? Imagine what you could do in a drug ring." Julius said.

Matt smack him upside the head and I laugh. "Calm down, ciccino." I said, leaning against his shoulder. "It's not like he is wrong."

"I didn't hit him because he was wrong, I hit him because he annoyed me." Matt mumbled.

"Lia, you can't just let him smack me around!" Julius yelled dramatically.

I giggled at his antics. "Ciccino, stop bullying your friends."

Some more people come by and I tell them to rest as I serve the customers. I put new gloves on and serve with a smile as one always should. I tell them to go in and try things and they have to physically drag Matt away from me.

Unfortunately for me, I sell out just five minutes before the time ends. Thankfully that was my last customer anyways.

I get out my megaphone. "Attention all teams, only five minutes left until day 1 of the Food Festival is over. Finish serving up, cleaning up and then stand ready for me to inspect. Any trash anywhere on the ground near your stall will be deducted from your earnings tonight!"

I wave to the satisfied customers who leave and they wave back to me. I look around for any trash but come up short. I had dumpsters set up about forty feet away from where the festival is to minimize littering as much as possible.

Matt, Julius, Jude and Paul come out with smiles. "I have to go inspect and record everyone's earnings. Each of you take a row, and write down their reported earnings. No need to check."

We go in and I am very pleased. No trash in sight! Every stall has made thousands and I'm so happy for them. My team meets up and reports back to me.

"Okay, you may all take out the trash and pack up! Thank you for participating, you've done a great job!" I said into the megaphone. "Same time tomorrow, don't be late!"

Everyone cheers and start taking down their stalls.

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"It's so good to be home!" I yelled, taking off my shoes. "Damn, I could sleep for ten years after today."

Matt chuckles. "But you're going to stay up mixing batter instead."

"Damn straight." I said, dragging him into our room. "Come on, let's hop in the shower quick so I can start."

I push his jacket off and then his shirt. He picks me up to kiss me deeply. I moan against his lips and pull his hair a little, trailing down to kiss his neck.

"You're in such a rush today, Princess." He chuckled.

"You'd be too if you had ten thousand cookies to bake." I said. "Now put me down and get naked, quick!"

His laughter fills the room and he does as I say. We strip off completely and get into the shower together.

"Matt, I need to feel you inside me." I begged, stroking his length. He tenses and lifted me so I wrapped my legs around him.

My back hit the cold marble wall. This, the heat of his skin, the steam rapidly filling the bathroom... it's making me so delirious and frantic.

He slowly slid into me and I whimpered. f**k, he's so big, I always seem to forget. It hurts as he stretches me out but I love this pain so much.

I can feel the erratic beat of his heart, the tension in his shoulders as he holds back. He buries his face in my shoulder and I caress his back as I get used to his massive girth.

He moans and relaxes under my touch. "Amore mio, sei irresistibile...." ("My love, you are so irresistible.")

I gasp and wrap my legs tighter around him, bringing him in all the way. I feel so close to him mentally and physically, like I am a part of his very existence. "Matteo, please...you feel so good." I moaned for him to move.

When he does, it's like flames are licking my body from inside. He feels so warm and good and deep.

The way he makes love to me is slow and passionate, not like anything I've ever felt before; better than any girlish fantasy.

He doesn't make much sound but his body reacts to strongly. He's trembling, his hands are rough on my bare skin. His mouth comes down to my hard, oversensitive n****e and he sucks and teases it.

I whimpered and tried to make him stop but he did the same to the other one. "No...Matteo, I- I'm-" I can't even form words as I c*m around him, creaming even more.

He gasped and kissed me roughly, demanding everything from me. I tried my best to kiss him back but I'm a panting oversensitive mess. "Ti amo così tanto, sei tutto per me." ("I love you so much, you are everything to me.")

"Ti amo, Matteo. Ho bisogno di te." ("I love you, Matteo. I need you.") I moaned in response. I hope I said that right...

He low rumble resonates from his chest and he grunts, thrusting into me harder.

I touched him everywhere, paying special attention to where he reacts the most. I need to c*m again, I'm so close...

He kisses my neck and shoulder and I feel him throbbing inside me. He's close.

"Keep your legs wrapped around me, amore." He moaned.

I press my hands flat against his back to feel his hard muscles tense. He thrusts faster and harder and I almost pass out. "Matteo, yes, yes, yes, I'm cumming!" I cried out, my legs uncontrollably tightening around him, forcing him completely inside of me. I whimper as I squirt for the first time, my c**t aching.

He gasped and panted as he came deep inside of me.