<span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'"><span style="font-size: 15px"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff0080">Her mind was racing even faster as he moved in on her, as he touched her skin. As her breathing picked up her chest began moving in and out quickly, sheer excitement coursing through her. The spices from dinner only helped ignite the sparks that were flying at that very moment. <br/>
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Scara could feel his abs pressing against her legs and her emotions in control she opened them up to allow him to get closer, her tight skirt only allowing them to because of the slit. Her hands moved to run up his chest so as to really get a feel for what was underneath. Scara brought her face forwards, lips open just slightly as she beckoned him to her, and just as they were about to finally meet the timer for the food went off. Scara jumped a little, realizing what had almost happened and scooted off the counter. <br/>
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"Oh look at that, dinners ready." He had almost found out what she was and she had almost ruined her chances of them being flirty friends ever again. *'Control your horniess woman!'* Scara scolded herself as she grabbed a couple plates and began scooping the noodles onto them.</span></span></span>