11-14-2016, 04:28 AM
Parris walked down the stairs from the corridor, recalling how he was stunned by his lover's beauty when he had dressed up to attend a banquet with him. It was a centennial gathering and mischievous as his lover, he had chosen to dress like a woman. He had known his lover had something planned and replied the attendance saying for Parris that he would be attending with his spouse, but he hadnt expected to see such a beautiful "woman" appearing at rhe top of the stairs. Later he had indulged in this preference of hisblover, hence the closet full of gowns. He faintly recalled how his lover had pputed when he was showing so much he could no longer fit into those, and in the end they had got another closet of maternity gowns and clothings. Parris abruptly stopped this train of thoughts when it startes touching on painful parts. Looking up, he found he had wondered into the hall, standing in front of the paintings of great vampires and waiting, reliving history.