[He stops. Sitting up with an evil grin on his face that suggests he knows exactly what he's doing. His hands go to his thighs where he gives a little bit away of how difficult this was for him to stop right now. His hands gripping onto each thigh in an effort to stop him from touching her for a few seconds.] Sorry~~ What was that? Did you say I should stop and cook you a five course dinner that would take several hours?
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