Seasons Come and Go, But I Will Never Change

Postby Saphira » Wed Oct 05, 2011 7:11 pm

Winter

THUMP. I rolled over in bed. I loved the warm cocoon feeling of being wrapped up in sheets. THUMP. I opened my eyes. Snow dripped down my window in slow streaks. THUMP. I threw my hand out and grabbed my phone. 3 AM. Who the hell was throwing snowballs at this time of night? THUMP. I ground my teeth. This better be worth stepping out into the cold. I crept over to my window and peered down. There was a dark form amongst the white snow, and it motioned for me to come downstairs. I couldn’t see who it was, but I figured that he/she wouldn’t go away until I found out. I grumbled, but grabbed my winter gear anyway and headed down.
When I reached the back door, I looked out only to find that the figure had left. Great, I thought. I wasn’t in the mood to put up with pranksters or murderers when I could still be sleeping. But then I glimpsed someone kneeling near a tree, forming a good amount of snowballs. I sighed. I wasn’t going to let this wake up my entire house, so I stepped out in order to stop it. I walked over and as I got closer, I saw that it was him. He looked up from underneath his hat and smiled. I sighed but sent him a half-smile as well.
“What are you doing here?” I asked. He answered that he just wanted to have a little bit of fun, and then picked up a snowball and threw it at me. I was faster than that, however, and I easily dodged it. I wondered why this couldn’t have waited until morning, and he answered with another snowball that managed to graze my arm. I growled, and then ran towards him, pushing him down into the snow. We wrestled around for a bit, and when I managed to get him on his stomach, I pulled off my scarf and wrapped his hands so that they were nice and secure. I then got up, snagged a couple of snowballs, and began to shove them down his coat. He yelped, and wriggled around as it melted down his back. I pressed some against his bare neck, and then pushed some up his sleeves. He started to scream that it was cold, but the night was so quiet that I was afraid he was going to wake someone else. So I put one snowball in his mouth which caused him to wince and mumble as the nerves in his teeth reacted to the cold. He tried to spit some out, and the rest changed to water, but he was still breathing heavily as he tried to reheat his mouth.
I yanked his scarf off and proceeded to tie his legs together after that. Once he was secure, I removed his boots, and put more snow up his legs and into his socks. He writhed around, but couldn’t get it out. That’s what you get for making me lose my warmth, I said with a smack to his head. He moaned but didn’t say anything else. Spotting my Christmas tree in my living room, I got an idea. Why the long face? I asked. Everyone should have some cheer at this time of year! So I went inside and collected a few items.
Returning to his side, he was trying to pull his limbs out of the scarves, but was unsuccessful. To tie him up even more, I grabbed some of the tinsel and garland decorations and started to wrap his entire body with that. I rolled him through the snow a few times to get it all around, and more snow went down his clothes as I did this, making him wince more. Once that was done, I took a few small ornaments and braided them into his hair. He cried out that those knots would never come out, but more snow went into his mouth as I questioned his lack of cheer again. Once he was fully decked out in shining balls, I went in for the grand finale. I pulled down his boxers and jeans as far as they would go before his ties interfered, and got a good full-frontal glimpse of him. He blushed red, and moaned, but I promised that I wouldn’t make it cold. Instead, I grabbed one of the exploding Christmas crackers that you pull open at parties, and placed it vertically between his legs. I then put his pants back on, and he did indeed look quite “happy” after that was accomplished. He groaned, but I placed some ribbon around the back of his jaw and wrapped it around his head so that he couldn’t talk. I completed it with a bow in front of his mouth, and smiled down at my Christmas tree/present.
He couldn’t move at all since he was tied so tightly, but I slid him across the snow and ice until he was sitting upright in our driveway. I checked the time on my phone. 4 AM. In two hours, my roommates would be getting ready for work, and they’d find a lovely holiday surprise waiting for them outside. Knowing that he wouldn’t freeze, I went inside to make myself some hot cocoa and wait for the excitement. I was just starting to doze off when I heard the shower start upstairs. He was still right where I left him, and I couldn’t help but laugh. They came down one-by-one, and after grabbing breakfast together, they started to leave. As they opened the door, they shrieked, but then burst out laughing as they went to go investigate. They stood in a circle around him, and pointed at him while smiling. I viewed all of this through the window, and when they finally departed, I saw that his face was bright red. I went out to release him, and he glared and cussed me out, but I gathered everything up, and simply turned back around. He stormed away without saying another word, but I knew he’d come back. He always did. And the next time, he better be ready for even more.
"So here’s your song, it's twisting me; I'd give anything to make you scream" -Mayday Parade

Re: Seasons Come and Go, But I Will Never Change

Postby lonewolfandfriends » Wed Oct 05, 2011 7:19 pm

Love to hear if he comes back even though I know it's fake it might be the best I ever read no lie and I've read alot of greats

Re: Seasons Come and Go, But I Will Never Change

Postby Saphira » Wed Oct 05, 2011 7:46 pm

Thank you! I'm glad that you've enjoyed it so far!
"So here’s your song, it's twisting me; I'd give anything to make you scream" -Mayday Parade

Re: Seasons Come and Go, But I Will Never Change

Postby lonewolfandfriends » Wed Oct 05, 2011 7:52 pm

Are you kidding I loved it!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Re: Seasons Come and Go, But I Will Never Change

Postby xtc » Thu Oct 06, 2011 3:50 am

I'm sure he agrees with the Sheriff of Notingham: cancel Christmas - and no more merciful beheadings!
Boxer shorts are cool,
but little speedos rule!

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Re: Seasons Come and Go, But I Will Never Change

Postby Saphira » Sat Oct 08, 2011 11:47 am

Haha, maybe so, xtc!

Spring

As the months went on, the weather began to warm, and the snow melted away into slush. The ground became muddy, but a few flowers were starting to appear, and leaves were visible on trees. Nature was returning to life. I sat with him in a local park’s pavilion as we enjoyed the peaceful day. He was busy sketching something out for an art class, and I was reading. I’d look up every now and then and inwardly chuckle at his choppy hairstyle. The ornaments hadn’t wanted to come out without a fight, so he had had to bring out the scissors. He caught me staring once, and narrowed his eyes at me. I smiled innocently and went back to my book. It wasn’t just his hair that caught my attention, however. He was very intense when it came to his work, and his eyes would deeply focus when he needed to concentrate. I was dying to see what he was creating, but he let next to no one view his art. Maybe today would be different though.
I inched closer, and tried to peer over a few times. But when I almost made it to the point of visibility, he looked up, glared at me, and scooted further back on the bench. I sighed. I’d just have to wait for the perfect moment. I pretended to read, but when he lifted his head to stare out into space, I sprang up and snatched his notebook. I barely had a two second head start before he was after me. I had a longer stride than he did, but I also had something in my hands that created a decent amount of drag wind. I saw my house a few blocks away, so I picked up the pace. I heard him thundering along behind me, but I was going to make it. I threw myself into my front door, and then immediately up the stairs to my room. He caught me just as I was about to throw the door closed behind me, and I gasped as he tackled me to the ground. We were both out of breath as we wrestled for control of the notebook. He wouldn’t pull it too hard, however, due to the risk of it tearing. I saw a scarf hanging off the end of my bed, so I grabbed it and threw the notebook to the side. He lunged for it, but I was gripping his arm, so he didn’t get too far. I pulled him back, and managed to securely tie one hand to the foot of my bed. That was all I needed for now, so I stood up and strode over to the notebook.
“DON’T YOU DARE!” he thundered as I flipped open the cover. I don’t think I had ever seen him this mad. He started to physically drag my bed across the floor to get to me, and out of alarm, I picked up another scarf to tie his free hand to the other post. It was quite hard to get his arm to stay still long enough since he had so much adrenaline in him, but I managed it in the end. “Touchy, touchy..” I said before patting him on the head. He growled and threw his head back into the ground. It was then that I decided to torture him a bit more before viewing his work.
I left him lying there as I went to retrieve some things from my kitchen. I returned with my hands full, only to see him trying to reach the book with his feet. He had some serious determination, I’d give him that. He started to snarl again, but I grabbed two chick-shaped marshmallows from Easter and shoved them into his mouth. He coughed for a second as some of the loose sugar disintegrated down his throat, but it would keep him quiet for a few minutes before he was able to chew the rest. Next, I slid my fingers down his neck before grabbing a fresh flower that my mom had cut from the garden earlier. I opened the top of his jeans, and slid them, as well as his boxers, down to around his knees. I traced the flower along the insides of his thighs, lightly brushing the petals all over. I leaned up to whisper in his ear.
“Why can’t I see your art?” I asked. He moaned as the flower touched his top of his cock before going over to his other leg. He didn’t give me an answer, so I slid it across his balls, and he shivered at the light touch. I asked my question again, and he looked at me with a wide range of emotions before turning his head away. I took the flower and swiveled it up and down his cock. He moaned as it touched the head, and some pre-cum stuck to the petals. I took that and then lightly traced it across his lips. I leaned in to kiss him, and he sighed. I moved the feather down across his chest, and his nipples hardened as the nerves reacted to the touch. I pinched those before finally putting the flower down. I asked my question a third time, but he didn’t say anything. I took some of the fake, plastic green grass that had coated the bottom of my Easter basket, and began to wind some strands around his cock. He moaned as I pulled them tight, and then began my way back down, crisscrossing the lines. I tied the ends together at the bottom, and then looked up at his face. I noticed that the marshmallows were gone, but he still wasn’t speaking anyway.
Finally, I took two eggs that hadn’t been hardboiled yet, and I rolled them around his body, massaging different parts. This seemed to relax him a bit, so I took the eggs and cracked them against his hip bones. He yelped as the skin turned red, and the yolk began to drip. I rubbed it all over him until he was a nice sticky mess, and then I took some small feathers and dusted them across his body. I laughed as he began to resemble a chicken, and he moaned in defeat again. Once his knees up to his neck were completely covered, I stopped and admired my work. He glared at me before attempting to blow some feathers off of himself, but it didn’t work.
I went to wash my hands before returning to the notebook. I picked it up and went to go sit by his head. I toiled with the cover again, but he simply moaned, knowing that he couldn’t do anything to stop me. That made me ache a bit, and I knew that I shouldn’t take something so important to him and make it seem less so when he truly didn’t want me to see it. He nudged me with his elbow, and nodded at the book. His eyes said that it was ok. I turned the cover over to see what he had been drawing, and I saw…… Me. My face gazed back up at me out of the book, and it was an extremely good impression too. He kept his eyes on my face, measuring my reaction, and I looked at him out of happiness and thanks, and gave him a kiss. He smiled at that, and then closed his eyes. I made him lie there a bit longer for putting me through all of that running, but eventually, I let him get up and shower, saying that he’d have to clean up the feathers though. Once he was done, we went back downstairs, and I gave him a hug before returning his book to him. He told me that he’d give the finished product to me when he was ready, and I smiled as he walked out the door and down the path. I gazed after him for a minute before shutting it behind him. It had been a very sweet gesture, and I thought that maybe next time, I wouldn’t be quite so hard on him. But then I chuckled and smiled to myself. Maybe… But not likely at all.
"So here’s your song, it's twisting me; I'd give anything to make you scream" -Mayday Parade

Re: Seasons Come and Go, But I Will Never Change

Postby Saphira » Mon Oct 10, 2011 11:09 am

Summer

It was hot. Not the kind of hot where you considered spending the day at the pool. The kind of hot where you didn't even go near the pool since the water wasn't even refreshing. The kind of hot where you stepped outside and immediately wanted to step back into the air conditioning. But unfortunately, the two little girls whom I babysat didn't seem to realize that. They wanted to go out and splash around and learn to dive. So, off we went to the country club. He said that he would meet me there in order to lessen my misery, and I saw him by his car as I pulled into the parking lot. The girls piled out, already screaming with glee, while he and I looked at each other like "When's naptime?".
We claimed some deck chairs, ordered a few drinks, and tried to stay cool as we laughed at the girls' playful ways. There wasn't anyone else there besides a lifeguard, and she looked absolutely miserable sitting that much closer to the sun. He and I talked about our plans for the summer, and he mentioned a huge party that was being thrown at a friend's lake house. He grinned at me and said that it was invite only, so I wasn't allowed to go. I playfully smacked him, and told him that his ego needed to be shut down a bit. Pretty soon, the girls were tired, and they wanted to go watch some TV up in the restaurant. It was then that I had an idea. I casually asked the lifeguard if she'd be willing to take the girls up there and watch them for a bit, and I'd alert her if anyone else came here. Seeing as how that was unlikely, and how much she desperately wanted to cool off, she fervently agreed. As they walked away, I turned to smile at him, and he narrowed his eyes, knowing that I was up to something now that we were alone. I nonchalantly strolled around the pool, stopping at a set of chairs closer to the storage shed, and sat down. Since these chairs were in more direct sunlight, I hoped that he would quickly gather that I wanted him to join me because I already felt the heat waves. After a few moments, he did, and when he reached my side, he narrowed his eyes again, made the "I'm watching you" movement with his hand, and sat down. I giggled as I saw that he was too stiff to be enjoying himself, and I knew that he was preparing to run. But I held my cover long enough. He soon got hot enough to want to turn over on to his back, and he turned his head away from me in the process.
I slowly reached my hand out towards the shed. I lifted my body up to get a bit closer, and then I was able to grab it. The lane line rope would surely do in my attempt to tie him down. I clutched one end firmly in my hand as I quietly unraveled a good length. When I believed that I had enough, I lunged towards him. I threw one hand under the bottom of his chair, and grabbed it with the other as I landed on him with my stomach down. He tried to roll over and throw me off, but I put more of my weight on his upper body, and continued to wrap the rope over and under the chair until he had several rows across his back. He started to cuss, and push himself up, but it was too tight. I finished by knotting the loose end to the rope that was still wrapped up, and I knew that he was secure. He growled, and threw his head against the chair in frustration. I chuckled, and went into the shed to collect some more items. When I returned, I started to smack his ass with a paddle board. He yelped, and I told him that this punishment was for being bad and not inviting me along. He said that he was only kidding, but I smacked him a few more times for good measure. I lifted up his swim trunks to make sure that his ass was all red, and when I confirmed that it was, I continued. I had found two old towels, and a pair of scissors. I knew that some nice looking girls and guys were going to be at the party, so I decided that he needed to make a statement as well... Literally.
In the first towel, I cut out holes spelling "I LOVE", and then laid it across his shoulders, above the rope. He couldn't see what I was doing, but he tried to grab at the towel, so I smacked him with the board again and made him stop. On the second towel, I cut out the word "PINK" and laid that across his lower back. I laughed as I thought of the pink sunburn that it would leave, and I knew that he would be the talk of the party. Just what his ego needed. Since the towels kept slipping around when he moved, I found some first aid tape in the lifeguard lounge, and taped the ends to the sides of the chair. Now, it was just a waiting game.
I got myself some water and ice, and I slowly drank it in front of him, making it seem like the best drink ever on a hot day. He moaned, so I gave him some as well. I dropped a cube down his trunks, which made him yelp again, and I held the other against the back of his neck, making him squirm and moan. I could see that a light sheen was starting to cover his body, and I knew that the sun was doing it's work. I thought about the backs of his legs and arms, and how they were also uncovered and vulnerable. I considered covering them up, but then left them, thinking that the pain would be a reminder of what I had done. Besides, it wasn't going to be a huge burn.
I let myself have a quick dunk in the lukewarm pool, so that I could taunt him with my wet body. He moaned as I lay on the ground in his line of sight, moving my hands around and posing like a model. I chuckled and then got up. It was time to check the towels. I removed the tape and lifted them up. Yes, it was definitely pink. I smiled, and decided to release him after one more quick smack to his ass. The ropes had also left red lines across his back, and as I rolled it back up, he stretched and winced as he felt his back crinkle. I made him go into the bathroom to look at a mirror, and a minute later, I heard his loud cursing. He came storming out, but I was already on the ground, laughing and rolling around. He picked me up and threw me into the pool, but I was already wet, so it didn't quite matter. He glared at me, and said that he'd just wear a shirt, and I said go right ahead, he'd feel even more pain with the burn encased in something. He gritted his teeth, and then we heard the girls laugh as they came running back to the pool.
His face flushed as they came near us, and when the oldest one read what was on his back, she pointed it out to the others, and they all had a lovely time teasing him. I swam around and smiled at myself as I imagined his embarrassment. As we began to leave, I told him to keep me informed of what everyone thought about his lovely words. He rolled his eyes and gritted his teeth again as I laughed and got in the car. Driving away, I happened to turn the radio on just as it was singing "Burnnn, baby, burn!" and I cranked it up as we went past his car. I didn't check to see his reaction, but I hoped for his sake that things wouldn't get any hotter because who knew what would happen then?
"So here’s your song, it's twisting me; I'd give anything to make you scream" -Mayday Parade

Re: Seasons Come and Go, But I Will Never Change

Postby lonewolfandfriends » Mon Oct 10, 2011 4:20 pm

Do u have fall?
Man I love these stories

Re: Seasons Come and Go, But I Will Never Change

Postby Saphira » Tue Oct 11, 2011 9:10 am

Aw, thanks! Autumn will be up later tonight, and I think it's my best yet ;)
"So here’s your song, it's twisting me; I'd give anything to make you scream" -Mayday Parade

Re: Seasons Come and Go, But I Will Never Change

Postby lonewolfandfriends » Tue Oct 11, 2011 2:20 pm

Thank u

Re: Seasons Come and Go, But I Will Never Change

Postby Saphira » Tue Oct 11, 2011 3:36 pm

Autumn

As the weather began to cool once again, it was back to school for the little ones. Since I had decided to take a semester off, I was in charge of my younger brothers’ daily transportation. After dropping them off one morning, I went up to my attic and started to rummage around for costume materials. My family was always one to go all out, so we had a large variety of makeup, wigs, and various accessories. I placed things in piles according to what they could possibly be: zombie, mummy, witch, sexy devil. I noticed that the mummy gauze we usually reused was looking a little shabby, so I took it downstairs and planned to ask my mom about it. It was then that I noticed a figure walking up my driveway. Dressed in all black with a white mask, I made out the Scream character. I rolled my eyes. I didn’t know how he could possibly be any less original.
As I opened my door to go out and tease him, I saw another black figure dart across my vision. My German Shepard sprinted towards this unknown monster, and she began to wildly bark and howl. She kept jumping up on two legs as he stumbled away, trying to not get clawed. I laughed as I ran out to help him. But as they got closer and closer to a nicely sized tree, I had an idea. I screamed: “AHH, stranger danger! Stranger danger!”. I unraveled the gauze that was still clutched in my hand, and pushed him back against the tree. My dog kept barking as I quickly wrapped the gauze around a few times, making sure that it was nice and tight. When I was done, and he was firmly immobilized, I grabbed his mask and ripped it off. Sure enough, it was him, looking thoroughly dazed, startled and confused all at once. I smiled at my dog, and patted her on the head for a job well done. She seemed content with her work as well, and went off to go lay in something smelly.
I looked at the mask for a second, and then back at him, raising an eyebrow. “Really?” I asked, shaking my head. He tried to tear the gauze away from himself but it turns out that it wasn’t that shabby after all, and it held well. He threw his head back against the tree and glared at me. “Why does this always have to happen to me?” he growled. I winked and told him that he knew he liked it. I left him there for a minute as I went to gather other costume supplies. When I returned, he and my dog were having a wary-eyed staring contest. I chuckled, and said that he must really be ugly for her to be acting like this. He rolled his eyes at me, but still looked a bit uncomfortable. He looked like that even more so when he saw what I was carrying. He began to loudly complain and object, but I stuffed some fishnet tights into his mouth, gagging him into muteness. I set down my loot and got to work on giving him an even better costume. I started with his makeup. I put some powder foundation all over his face, giving him a nice matte look. And I gave him a really heavy eye with dark gray shadow and lots of mascara. Next, on went some blush, and bright red lipstick. He tried to lick that off, but I reached up and smacked his balls, causing him to cringe and shrink a bit. I redid it, and then examined his face. I was satisfied, and giggled. He moaned, but didn’t do anything.
The wig was next. I had gotten him a platinum blonde color so that it would bring out the bright makeup in a better way. I pinned it into his real hair, and adjusted it. He was really starting to look like a girl. He tried to swish the wig off, but it was soundly secured. The clothes were going to be the hard part. I took the tights out of his mouth, and then slid his black jeans and boxers off of his legs. I wickedly grinned as I held up my favorite piece. It was purple lace thong with a star stitched into the front. The best part? The star contained a mini remote-controlled vibrator, so if he ever stepped out of line, I’d be sure to punish him. I showed him this by holding it against his neck and pressing the button. It gave off a light buzz, and he moaned as he realized what I was going to do. He began to kick his legs up in order to prevent me from putting it on him, but in the next second, my dog was back by my side, letting out a deep growl that made him stop. She growled for another second, and I laughed as I realized what a true guard dog she could be. With her keeping a constant watch, I slid the thong up his legs, squeezing his ass when it was in place. I tested the remote now, and he cussed and moaned as it vibrated his cock. I laughed, and began to work on the tights. They went on one leg at a time, and as I worked them up, I pinched his thighs, which caused him to yelp. Once they were in place, I put some knee high leather boots on him, and his bottom half looked ready for business.
Getting the dress on was going to be even harder. I would have to take his Scream outfit off and put that on all while keeping him secured. Thankfully, his costume wasn’t that tight, so I managed to shimmy it down under the gauze, over the boots and off of his legs. Now he was shirtless, and to make a dress work right, he was going to need a bra. I grabbed an arm and slid a strap up doing the same with the other arm. He tried to press back against the tree so that I couldn’t clasp it, but out came the vibrator again, and he quickly jumped forward. With the bra secure, I began to fill the cups with leaves that had fallen so as to give him a nice curve look. He winced as the leaves scratched his skin, but I kept shoving the leaves in until the bra couldn’t hold anymore. After that, I swung the dress up and over his head. It was a red halter style, and it was extremely tight. I wiggled it down, and then shoved his arms up through the top. I then tied the halter strings around his neck, and was ready to pull it down over the rest of his body. I picked up a pair of scissors that I had brought with me, and snipped the gauze. As soon as he was free, he took off running, but in came my dog again, chasing him everywhere. And with her help, I soon caught him, and wrestled him to the ground. I pulled the dress down over his ass after giving it a hard smack for giving me a hard time. I helped him up to his feet, and got a look at him as a woman.
I burst out laughing. He looked like a hooker. There was no other way to put it. And what better way to show off his new looks than to have him walk inside an elementary school in front of dozens of moms in order to pick up my brothers. I wrangled him into the driver’s seat after a struggle, and I told him where to go. The vibrator had to be put into use a few times, but each time, I kept the button down longer, making him really moan. He eventually gave up his end of the fight, and drove to the school. Once we got there, I told him which door to walk towards. He blushed brighter than his makeup, but he got out of the car. When he was almost there, I gave the button a long push, and his knees buckled a tiny bit, causing him to sway right into the path of a mom and her two girls. She gave him a disgusted look, and then hurried away. I saw him speak to the attendant on duty, giving her my name so that she could release the boys to him. While he was talking to her, she kept raising her eyebrows and shaking her head back and forth. A moment later, out came my brothers, and they gave him a very odd look, and then took off running and giggling. He returned a moment later as well, even more red than he had been a few moments ago. The boys and I laughed as he sped away from the school without another glance backwards. I gave the button a few more presses during the drive back, and each one caused him to moan and cringe forward.
When we finally arrived back home, the boys jumped out of the car, laughing and screaming, and he gave me an extremely icy glare. I threw him an innocent smile, and an air kiss, before getting out myself. I made him walk down the street to his car in my outfit that I had put on him, saying that I’d keep Scream in safe keeping until further notice. He moaned and threw his head back while closing his eyes, but off he went. I gave him a vibration one final time, and he turned to scowl at me before he disappeared up the street. I smiled to myself and then went to the tree to pick everything up. A cold wind blew by, and I shivered at the cold temperature. It was almost winter again, and as I remembered the last one, all I could think about was how this next one was going to be even better.

That's it for this story! I'll have another one up as soon as I think of a wonderful, new topic :twisted:
"So here’s your song, it's twisting me; I'd give anything to make you scream" -Mayday Parade

Re: Seasons Come and Go, But I Will Never Change

Postby lonewolfandfriends » Tue Oct 11, 2011 3:50 pm

Oh good

Re: Seasons Come and Go, But I Will Never Change

Postby xtc » Wed Oct 12, 2011 2:54 am

An entertaining and literate story. Thanks.
May I nit-pick on a very mionor point? Reading would be rended easier with blank lines between paragraphs.
I look forwrad to your next "wonderful, new topic.
Wassail!
Xtc
Boxer shorts are cool,
but little speedos rule!

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Re: Seasons Come and Go, But I Will Never Change

Postby Saphira » Fri Oct 14, 2011 2:41 pm

Thanks for the tip, xtc. I took that into consideration for my newest story.
"So here’s your song, it's twisting me; I'd give anything to make you scream" -Mayday Parade

Re: Seasons Come and Go, But I Will Never Change

Postby lonewolfandfriends » Sun Oct 23, 2011 6:36 am

And when will that be??