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Tiger Lily - I for the life of me can't find the last smut tag. Can yous help me? Link me?
Lilo - will be snagging paras tonight after the family gets outta my living room.
Thank yous. :D:D:D
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Tiger Lily - I for the life of me can't find the last smut tag. Can yous help me? Link me?
Lilo - will be snagging paras tonight after the family gets outta my living room.
Thank yous. :D:D:D
LOOK WHAT I MADE!
Come Come. Give me Praise. :D
Checking off the Common Interest List / Tigerlily & Sid
Sid was an extremely creative fellow really. His childhood proved that, even if his creativity did linger in the completely morbid or explosive. He acted like he had middle child complex with complete attention seeking behavior when he wasn't even a middle child. It was a pretty cake cut case of neglect, ADHD, a little off-ness to begin with all left to their own devices. But, he was older now and the schools did try to get a handle on him. He really wasn't "all bad" but he could be a spastic little punk really. He never lost that. He would pick and choose his targets and Tigerlily somehow wasn't on his list. At least not at this point. Who knew what the future held though?
For now, Sid had put a few things together over the last evening to try and have some fun with her. He'd set several things up that would be waiting on them and prepared in advance. He was a rather inventive bugger actually. Her comment about wanting a chariot gave him one last inspiration, which had him grab up his skateboard and headed out to her door. He wore a pair of converse sneakers, a pair of light colored jeans, a red neck tie was laced through his belt loops and tied at the side of his hips like a belt, and a v-neck white tee that showed off the tattoos around his collarbone. There were music notes, a horizon with the sunset, the words 'where words fail music speaks' in pretty calligraphy, and a bird with words 'Casus Belli' inscribed just below. The Latin phrase was in black ink and all easily visible.
He skidded up to her door and kicked up the tail of the board with the side of his foot so that the nose was forced up in the air as he waited for her to answer. The moment that she would open the door, he would release it and have it slap down flat onto all four wheels to gain her attention. He would duck his head in a slight bow and wave an arm to present, "Your chariot awaits" he would say with big brown eyes beaming up at her and a grin almost lacing into a smirk as he awaited her reaction.