/tags/seasoning/Recent content in Seasoning on Gromet's Plaza ArchiveHugoen-usTue, 11 Nov 2014 00:00:00 +0000/stories/2014/11/11/lo-mein/Tue, 11 Nov 2014 00:00:00 +0000/stories/2014/11/11/lo-mein/<p>Jenna brought in the Chinese food. She was 22 years old and six foot one with long blond-brown hair, blue eyes, full glossy lips, full breasts, and clean, unpainted fingernails that stuck out about 1inch past her fingertips. She was wearing blue jeans and a belly shirt, her bellybutton visible. She was relatively thin, but not too thin. And she was hungry.</p> <p>She started taking out the Chinese food from the bag. Pork fried rice, wanton soup, spare ribs, beef lo mein, duck sauce, and three containers of twentieth of an inch tall men. She looked at the men, knew they were screaming bloody murder, but she couldn’t hear it. They were just too tiny. Her appetite was whetting just thinking about it.</p>