Pets Don't Wear Clothes

Pixie's seat with set with a plate of pasta but she had not yet sat down. "where do we eat?" asked todd. randal already dreaded the answer. pixie had two plates of pasta. she set them down on the tile floor.

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Shrink Bar Ch1B - A Whale of a Time

"pasta!" pleiades called, "though i guess i better cook for four... no, five." with that, pleiades left as well, retrieving his clothes from guillermo and changin before leaving the bar.

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Raiyev Part 11

He went into the kitchen where brad was leaning over a simmering, steaming pot of pasta sauce. brad carefully lifted the shallow wooden spoon out of the pot and offered it to raiyev.

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In the Service of Mystery (Pt. 17)

pasta, peppers and a can of fish that i found at the back of a cupboard. tuna, i think.'

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Kicking Back

He had the pasta sauce back to simmering nicely in minutes, and was working on peeling carrots when he heard the front door shut.

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Paternal Intimacy (The Beginning)

I left some pasta in the fridge for you. nice and spicy, just the way you like it. have fun kiddo, love you. hugs and kisses.

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Fattening Up: Meet Mikey

With a flourish, nile pulled off the lid to reveal a massive pile of pasta, coated with sauce and with one giant meatball right in the center. mikey's eyes grew wide. "i have to eat all of this! i 'll explode!"

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Sorting Yourself Out pt. 1

"yay, pasta bar tonight." i said jubilantly, pasta bar is definitely my favorite day of the week. jamie punched me in the arm, but gave no further explanation as to why. i figured it was because i didn't acknowledge her little victory.

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Events of an Uneventful Freshmen Year: Light My Fire

The pair looked at each other and began to dig into their plates of pasta simultaneously. the pair of them quickly wolfed down the plates of pasta and sat back on the couch contentedly.

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Jessie Raiye: The First Date

"i've never heard of a girl like you who doesn't order salad or pasta." "oh ... well," jessie blushed, never thinking that most females try to watch what they eat. sudden inspiration gave her a perfect rebuttal.

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The Neighborhood Sex Club: Chapter 10

Looking towards the kitchen, the lion could smell the aroma of food being cooked; more than likely pasta with chicken.

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