<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff0080">Scara was almost done cooking by the time that sultry piece of man meat knocked on her door. His gesture was sweet and made Scara smile to herself as the heat over her oven seared the once living worms that invaded the frying pan. Cooking them alive was the best way to retain the flavor and with just a dash of cumin powder to add a spicy kick was what made her Larp noodles the best.<br/>
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Scara turned to see Marcus in an outfit that could only be described as mouth watering. <br/>
"No trouble at all, when you know what you're doing this dish is quick and easy." *'Which is kind of how your maming me feel.'* she thought to herself as she turned down the heat and put a lid over the succulent morsels to lit them simmer.<br/>
"Only person I got dressed up for was my damn self." Scara spoke in response to Marcus' last comment and winked at him. "So, those just need to sit for about fifteen minutes. What shall we do with that time?" Scara hoisted her bottom up onto her counter top and crossed her legs, making sure still to hide her buldge.</span>