Hi you guys! I am going to take up half of this story time. Because after I finish this, I am working on my other stories! I promise this chapter won't be suckish. Oh yeah! Eric and Pam seem to get real close to fluffy goodness. OOPS Well to bad… Not yet! But it does get close.. Then your imaginations run wild.

We arrived pretty fast. I checked us in as Pam was literally amazed I would even think to bring her here. Basically three hours from her home. She was in awe at how this place was decorated.

Pam was also muttering something about redecorating Fangtasia. I shivered involuntarily thinking about how much this would cost me. I picked her up when I had finished all the checking in shit, and ran- at human speed- to our room. I didn't want anyone who shouldn't know to know we were vampires yet.

"Eric,"

"Yes Pam?"

"Can we go to London tomorrow night?" My mind went back over one-hundred years ago. I could hear her whining begging not to leave.

"Pam we must! It is to close to your family! We cannot risk them seeing you again!"

"I do not care! I am not leaving this town let alone this continent!" How wrong was she?

"Eric! Eric!" She brought me back into the present.

"Yes?"

"We are staying in room 123A right?"

"Ah, yes." She hopped down, felt around for the room key, and unlocked the door.

We went in and saw our luggage. I figured she was going to say something about luggage getting here faster than two vampires, but she didn't. Amazing.

It was a few until dawn so we decided to go to ground earlier than usual so we could be better off tomorrow. Ah shall I even remind myself of the V?

I woke up before Pam- as usual. But earlier than I'm used too. So Pam would be up early too.

I let my thoughts get a hold of me. I started thinking about us going to London. Going to the place I turned her. It was out on the middle of nowhere. So it should be okay. My mind drifted back to that night I changed her. My mind likes to do that lately. I thought about her not being afraid. About how beautiful she was. Well she still is. It isn't like she had changed. She wanted to leave that place. I helped. Oh goodness, I miss the old days between Pam and I. Yes that also includes the nineteen-eighties. Oh no I hope that fashion doesn't get any further in.

"Eric! Eric. Come on, I know you're still not asleep!"

I had been thinking for a while then. We got dressed and left anything that we didn't need at the hotel. So that means I had to leave my phone.

Which surprisingly was a good idea. We went dancing and to the theater. By the time we got back to the hotel we had an hour or two to talk.

"I miss this." Pam said referring to the time spent together.

" I do too Pam, I do too."

She was in my lap, her lips crushing mine. I was responding in full. Our tongues tangoed and she was stroking me through my jeans. I groped and massaged every bit of flesh she had. My shirt disappeared, her top was shredded, and her skirt- don't ask what happened to it. She pulled my belt off, unbuttoned my pants, and slid them off.

She was left in expensive French lingerie- black. For me, I was left in silk boxers.

Oh and let me tell you, we played that night!

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