Hello Readers!
Sorry this Chapter took so long. My husband lost his job, so I had some heavy duty damage control to do. I hope to have more time to write now, that it has been handled.
On another note, I have revamped the chapters of this story. Some chapters I have added a few paragraphs to. I have also made spelling and grammar corrections. As well as corrected the 1 person, 3 person problem. I hope I have caught them all.
I have also posted this story on the trueblood website. This way if the story is ever pulled I have a backup copy posted somewhere else.
Now on with the story!
Chapter 11
I come into consciousness, blinking my eyes, waiting for them to come into focus. I glance out the window, at the sky, it is a cloudy day. I hope the sun will come out in the afternoon. I want to lay out and work on my tan. But I guess every day can't be rainbows, puppy dogs and sunshine.
I stare at the ceiling for a few moments, replaying in my head the night before. It was so much fun! Plus the pictures Pam took are priceless! Maybe I can print one out on my printer and get it framed. Ooh, maybe I can order a poster! I can hang it in my bed room, to throw darts at! I think I can order one from that website called shutter fly. That's great idea! I laugh! I hope that infuriating Viking finally understands that MINE crap does not fly with me! I am surprised and almost disappointed (but not quite) that he did call to fuss me out about his office. After all, Eric always has to have last word. I will have to think about what that means later.
I get out of bed and tend to my human needs. I look at myself in the mirror and notice that the light has returned to my eyes and is burning brightly. My revenge on Eric has made me feel and look rejuvenated. Who knew revenge could be so good for the soul? I laugh to myself.
I head to the kitchen and start the coffee maker. While it is brewing, I decide to make a strawberries and cream breakfast crepe. It is delicious and I savor every bite.
When I am done eating and cleaning up, I get out my old to do list. Once again it is time to update it.
To Do List:
1). Get some self defense stuff.
2). Make decision on driveway.
3). Buy Paint and painting supplies.
4). Call Lafayette about practicing for the dance competition.
5). Ask Pam about going shopping with me for new work clothes.
6). Self defense class today at 4:00
7). Order pictures of Eric in his office, after seeing my revenge.
Ok, that is done.
I go to my office retrieve my laptop and bring it to the kitchen. It is time for me to get some stuff done! After all there is no rest for the wicked! I laugh.
I can't wait to order that poster! I surf over to the shutter fly website. I order a wall poster photo of Eric from Email 4.
(Email 4: The forth picture is of him standing behind his desk inspecting the bullet ridden license plate. This time he is facing towards the camera and is still covered in post it notes. The look on his face is priceless. He looks shocked and angered and amused all at the same time!)
Oooh, they have so many things on this site! Who knew! I see that they have refrigerator magnets, coffee mugs calendars and a bunch of other things as well. I order 7 coffee mugs and 7 magnets, each one with a different photo from last night. Then I order 2 keep sake boxes with the picture from Email 4. What can I say; it is my favorite! I order one photo puzzle, a tee shirt and 2 pewter Christmas ornaments. And just so Eric never for gets my revenge on him, I take a photo of me, on my license plate shooting rampage and I order the custom printed desk organizer, containing that picture. I think he will just love it! NOT!
I have one of the keep sake boxes, the puzzle, a tee shirt and 1 ornament sent to Pam at Fangtasia, next day and gift wrapped. I think she will just love the photo box! I bet she will keep it forever and build an alter to it, so she can worship it! LOL! Then I have desk organizer and one coffee cup, gift wrapped and next day to Eric at Fangtasia. I mean, he can drink blood out of a coffee cup right? It would help to keep it warm. The rest I have shipped next day to my house. I can't wait for it to get here!
Well enough playing around, its time for me to get some real stuff done. I need to order some self defense items.
I Google self defense and find a web site called Safety Gear Headquarters. I search the site and see quite a few useful items. I purchase
Pepper spray pen called Streetwise: It looks like a real pen. It is a sleek pink metallic pen with a top. Wow it is only $20.00 you can't beat a deal like that. I buy a cute pink key chain hostler to go with it.
Lip Stick stun gun: It is rated at 350,000 volts. I guess that is good. I have no idea. But it is cute and easy to hide. It costs $63.95.
Pink Cheetah 1 million volt stun gun: It is much more power then the lip stick gun and rechargeable as well. I bet at 1 million volts, this thing must kick some serious ass! It costs $69.95
Electronic dog repeller: Since Vamps and Weres have extra sensitive hearing, I wonder if it would cause them pain or discomfort to listen to it. You never know, it might give me a much needed distraction to help me get out, in a bad situation. At $26.95 it couldn't hurt to give it a try.
Pepper spray ring:It looks like a normal ring! That should make it possible to sneak this thing in with me where ever I go. Now I will have a defense even if I do not have my purse! I also buy a pack of refills. It's $32.95 for the ring and the refills only cost $6.95. I check out and pay to have everything next dayed to my house.
Then I go to a website called Own Defense Against Vampires. I purchase:
Silver Pen Knife – It looks like a pen, but inside is a silver knife. I pay $120.00 for it.
4 Sets of Silver hand cuffs:Vamps and Weres have a weakness to silver. You never know, with the way my life is, I might need to restrain one day. I buy 4 pairs of silver hand cuffs. I wonder if I should get silver leg chains too? No, I think that would be over kill. They are $150.00 per pair.
Pen Stake – Need I say more? It looks like a pen but has a stake hidden inside! It only costs $19.95! How cool is that!
Instructional fighting videos: Maybe I can use my super power to learn anything I see, to learn how to defend myself. So I order one of each self defense video they have. I check out and pay to have it all rush ordered.
I can't wait for all this stuff to get here! I finally will be able to defend myself. It is so neat that they have weapons that look like normal everyday items! It reminds me of some of those nifty gadgets in those James Bond's movies!
"Stackhouse, Sookie Stackhouse" I say out loud, imitating James Bond. As well as I can anyway. I have my arms bent at the elbow and up against my chest, clasping my hands together, with my fingers pointed in the shape of a gun. I stand with my back against the wall, pretending to be a female James bond. I peak around the corner of the kitchen like I am some kind of super spy, then jump out to the middle of the hall way holding my hands out, as if I was pointing a gun, at some super evil villain. I guess I would make a better Charlie's Angel then a girl James Bond. Oh well, a girl can dream.
Ok, enough playing around time to handle some business. I decide it is time for me to bite the bullet and hire Alcide to pave my drive way. I pick up the phone and dial.
"This is Alcide"
"Hello Alcide, this is Sookie Stackhouse, you came by yesterday and gave me an estimate for my driveway."
"Yes, I remember you Miss Stackhouse."
"Well I have decided to go ahead and have the parking areas paved. Can you still start on Thursday?"
"Ah, Miss Stackhouse. Yes, Thursday is fine. I spoke last night with your Vampire, Eric Northman. He hired me to pave your drive way, parking areas and install a round about. I have a full team scheduled to be at your house early Thursday morning."
"WHAT? My Vampire? He is not my Vampire! He hired you for my driveway? What the hell! Of all the high handed things for him to do! I am going to give that vampire a piece of my mind!" I say in shock and fury.
"Yes, Northman called me last night and hired me. He informed me you were his and demanded I pave your drive way today. I informed him I would need some time to find the necessary supplies and people. He agreed that my team would start on Thursday."
"No, no, no! I only want the parking areas done! I can't afford this!" I say in horror.
"Northman has already arranged payment. It has been paid in full; you have nothing to worry about."
"Nothing to worry about? I am not accepting any gift from that infuriating Viking! I am not his and I am not a kept woman! You are going to do the parking areas only! "I say holding the phone in front of my face, while shouting into the phone and looking at it in disbelief.
"Please Miss Stackhouse, I know you are upset. But please calm down. I have no idea what so ever about your relationship with Mr. Northman. But my company and its employees really need this job. With the bad economy, there is not enough work to go around and I will have no choice but to lay off workers, with out this job. These workers have families that depending on their jobs. Think of all the families you would be helping." Alcide says trying hard to convince her. Good thing I forgot to mention the garage and the architect, Alcide he thinks to himself.
"Fine, you can start on Thursday. I am only doing this, to help the families." I say in a huff. How did this happen?
"Thank you, Miss Stackhouse. On behalf of Herveaux and son and its employees we thank you for the job. We will be there bright and early Thursday morning."
"Thank you, Alcide good bye."
I hang up the phone. I can not believe Eric, what on Gods green earth was he thinking? How did he find out about my driveway anyway?
Pam! She must have told him! I can't believe her! She must have reported to Eric last night, about my drive way! I just can't believe her!
I stomp back to my room to get dressed. I put on a pair of low raise jeans and a tee shirt that says "Southern Bell, Sweet as sugar … Mean as hell." I put on some makeup and curl my hair. Well I can't stomp around the house all day; I have things to get done.
I grab my keys, purse and the paint cards that I pick out with Pam last night. Time to go to Home depot and buy some paint!
Forty five minutes later I arrive at Home depot. I purchase 5 cans of paint, each can in a different color, for each of the rooms I am going to paint. I also pick up some paint brushes, drop cloths, painters tape and rollers. I should now have everything I need to paint!
On my way home from Home Depot, I am stopped at a red light. While I am waiting for the light to change, I looking around and notice a strip mall across the street. In my boredom, I begin to read the signs of the stores. I see they have a Starbucks, Blockbuster and a gymnastic school there. Mmm. Tara took gymnastic classes at the YMCA, when we were in high school. She can do all different kinds of flips. That would be pretty cool to learn! Coupled that with my self defense training and I could then kick ass like Xena warrior princess! When I get home I will have to call her to ask if she will teach me. The light finally turns green and once again I am on my way.
When I get home, I bring in the paint and supplies and put them on the kitchen table. Well that's one item off my To Do List! And it is only 11:30!
I decide to call Lafayette and dial the phone.
"Hey, Lafayette!"
"What up Hooker? I am glads you called! Wes need to gets to work on these dances. I haves some routines and songs picked outs for us! Ands you should sees the sketches I haves for our outfits! Yous will bes lookn likes one hot Bitch!"
"Yeah, that's one of the reasons why I called. We need to get together and practice the routines. Have you found a place for us to practice?"
"No, these back waters Bitches, says they won't be renting no place to freaks like us."
"Ok, I will ask around for a place. Wait, you have sketches? I would love to see them! Just remember I will need lots of extra support for my girls, since we will be dancing up a storm. I do not want to have a wardrobe malfunction." I scold.
"You knows there won't be no wardrobe malfunctions on mys watch. Yours girls will be mores secure then Barrack Obamas drawers in the White house… I wonders if they haves one of those fine ass secret service agents assigned just to guards his drawers? Do you thinks he wears boxers or briefs. I bets the pres be goings commando in those press conferences?... He looks like a free baller to me!"
"Lafayette, for God sake, he is the President of the United States! Show some respect!"
"You know, I have always wondereds what size executive branch he bes packing! I tells you he cans stimulate me with his stimulus package anytime! "
"Good lord, don't you think you should be more concerned about were he stands on issues, rather then worrying about the size of his stimulus package? Do you even know what his policy's are? Not to mention he is married to a lovely lady and they have two beautiful little girls together, for goodness sake! Isn't anything sacred anymore? He represents our country to the world! He's married and a father! I don't even want to think about what type of underwear he is wearing or the size of "his executive branch"! Thank you very much!" I say while rubbing my temples. I have to remember, this is Lafayette I am talking to.
"Hooker, how can you not thinks about that hot piece of man? Hes so hot, hes be causing global warmings all by himselves. You knows, our pres is one fines ass Muther fuckur."
"Mum, ok. I am not even going to dignify that with a response. So you want to get together tomorrow at 12:00, to work on our dances routines and to show me your sketches?"
"Honey child, that's works for me! I see yous then shuggs."
"Ok, see you at 12:00 tomorrow. Bye Lafayette."
"Later, Hooker"
Now, thanks to Lafayette, I feel like I need to have my brain sanitized to remove the images he put into my head! Dear Lord grant me patience. I take a few cleansing breaths.
Okay, time to call Tara.
"Hey, Tara"
"Hey girl, how you doing?"
"I am feeling better then I thought I would be. I am taking it day by day. But I have to ask you, you know your cousin is crazy, right? I mean crazy out of his head! He was crushing hard on the president again."
"I know, ever since the Obama Girl video came out, he has been crushing on him bad. I hope he gets over it soon! I don't know how much more I can take!"
"I 2nd that!" We both giggle on the phone.
I was wondering if you had any plans for today?"
"I am scheduled to go into work at 5:00. But other then that, I am not doing anything."
"Would you like to come over? I would love if you can teach me how to do some gymnastic moves."
"Sure girl, I am on my way, I will be there, in a hot minute."
"K, see you soon! Bye now!"
I head to my room and change into some exercise clothes. About 20 minutes later Tara walks in the door.
"Hey Girl" She says while giving me a hug.
"Hey Tara!"
"So Girl, what have you been up to?"
"Not much, I bought some paint today. I am planning to paint the inside of the house! Would you like to see the paint colors, Pam and I picked out?"
"Sure Girl! You are not going to go all Martha Stewart on me now, are you?"
"Of course not! I just need to paint all the inside walls, because of Mary Ann's little party. The walls have some kind of gross, slimy film on them. I can't seem to get the slim off, no matter what I use. I even tried washing and scrubbed the walls down with bleach. And it is still there. I think I should just peel the paper off and paint. It should make the walls look nice and fresh."
"Sounds like a plan to me. So are you planning to have a painting party?"
"Maybe I will have one this weekend. I don't know. I have to work with Lafayette on the dance competition coming up. I will most likely just paint when I find the time."
"Just let me know if you need any help! I love to paint!"
"Thanks Tara! You are such a great friend! I will keep that in mind!" I say smiling at, then hugging my friend.
I show Tara the colors Pam and I pick out the other night. She agrees they will give the house a nice warm, homey look.
"So why do you want to learn how to do gymnastics?" Tara says completely changing the subject.
"I am taking some self defense courses and I thought it would be neat to be able to flip around like Xena warrior princess or Buff the Vampire slayer! So will you help me?"
"Of course girl! What are friends for? Let's grab some stuff and go outside to stretch and warm up."
We grab some yoga mats, a radio from the hall closet and some water from the frig and then head out to the front yard. We put on the theme song to the TV show Roswell, Here with me by Dido. It is such a romantic and relaxing song; just listening to it makes my skin tingle. We start off with a bunch of different stretches and breathing exercises. Tara and I took some yoga classes together a few years back at the YMCA. I have not done any Yoga since, I just could not find the time. Once we are fully stretched out and relaxed, we roll up our yoga mats and put them aside.
"So what gymnastic moves would you like to learn first?"
"Why don't we start at the beginning, with cartwheels and round offs?"
"Ok, watch me and use your super power to learn anything."
We put on the song; It takes 2 for a thing to go right, by Rob Base.
I watch Tara do a few cartwheels and round offs. In between each demonstration she gives me some pointers. Then it was finally time for me to give it a try. I hope I was paying close enough attention. I take a running start and throw myself in to a cartwheel. Once my feet safely touch the ground, I do a little victory dance!
"Wow girl, you sure learned how to do that fast! Here try the round off!"
"Ok!" I say excitedly.
I take a running start and throw myself in to a round off. Wow this is even easier then I thought! Tara then shows me how to do an airel, a back flip and a front flip. After I watch her a few times, I give it a try.
I throw myself into a front flip, followed by a back flip and then run a few steps and throw myself in to an airel.
"I did it! I did it!" I yell out loud to the world.
Tara and I jump up and down, while screaming and giggle like a bunch of pre teen girls at a Miley Cyrus concert!
I put in a new CD into the CD player. It is Jock Jams Volume 1. For the next hour we dance and flip and cartwheel until we fall over in exhaustion. Once we recover enough to move, we unroll the yoga mats, retrieve our water bottles and lay down on the mats, on our backs so we can look up at the sky. We stare up for a few moments while gulping down our water.
The wind has blown the clouds south, so the sky is now a beautiful shade of blue, with a few scattered clouds that look like little puffs of cotton. I look over at Tara and she has a look on her face that tells me she is reminiscing about our childhood. When we were small we would lay in Gran's front yard and stare at the sky together and try to see pictures in the clouds. Gran would come out with some lemonade, then lay down and staring at the sky, with us. I smile over at her while reliving the memory in my mind. She looks over at me and smiles, knowing I am remembering the same thing.
A few moments later she rolls on to her side and looks at me.
"Girl, you know they have the Olympics on TV right now. Why don't you setup your DVR to tape the gymnastic portion of it? Then you can learn all the moves from the experts."
"That is an excellent idea!" I grab hold of the yoga mat and my bottled water. I pull my legs towards my chest, then fling them out towards the ground, which catapults me to a standing position in seconds. Tara looks at me wide eyed, in shock at the move I just did.
"I saw it last week in a preview for the new Jackie Chan movie."
Tara nods at me, then shakes her head at me in disbelief. She grabs her stuff and follows me inside. Once everything is put away, we walk into the living room and set up the DVR to tape the gymnastic portion of the Olympics. Then we head to the kitchen to make lunch.
We make two Turkey sandwiches on honey wheat bread with chips. I grab 2 sodas from the frig and sit at the table. We devour our lunches as if we had not eaten in days.
"Well Girl, I should be gettn home, I have to work tonight. Plus I need a good nap after all those gymnastics." Tara says while getting her stuff together and heading towards the door.
"Thanks so much for coming over and teaching me." I say while hugging her goodbye.
"No prob, see you later Girl!"
I walk to back to the kitchen and look at the clock on the stove. Wow it is 2:30. I really need to move if I am going to make it to my self defense class today!
I run to my room, grab a new set of work out clothes and undergarments. I head to my bathroom and jump in the shower. I rush through my shower, brush my hair, blow dry it and throw on a little makeup. Then I go to my closet and grab a duff bag. I throw in a cute red dress, shoes and a few other items I will need to take a shower after class. I go to the frig get 2 bottles of water; I grab my purse and keys and head out the door.
I arrive at the Fearless Dragon Dojo with barely 3 minutes to spare. I run inside and run right into the chest of Marshall.
"Mum, Hey Marshall, sorry to run into you like that. I was trying to make sure I was on time for class!"
"Hello Miss Stackhouse! It is perfectly alright. No harm no foul. Good to see you! Are you ready for class? So far you are the only student to sign up for the 4:00 class, so we will be able to work one on one."
"Marshall, now please call me Sookie! It is ok, I am kind of glad there will be no one else in class today. I have some things I would like to speak with you about."
"What can I help you with?" He says as he walks into his office and sits behind this desk.
"Well I don't want to startle you, but I can tell you are some kind of shifter." Marshall is looks at me with a shocked look on his face.
"I am a telepath among other things. I can tell by your thoughts. Your thoughts are colored and cloudy like my boss, Sam Merlotte. I don't know if you know him, but he is a true shifter."
"You are a telepath?" Marshal says in surprise.
"Yes, and before you ask, I can barely read Weres and I can not read vampire minds at all. Vampires look like voids to me. Will this be a problem for you?"
"Ok, No, you just caught me off guard. Is this why people are attacking you all the time?"
"Yes, well that is part of it. I sometimes work for Vampires and I dated a vamp for a while. That is why the serial killer came after me and my grandmother. He was prejudice against woman who date or associate with vampires. The Fellowship of the sun came after me for working with Vampires."
"Well this does explain a lot."
"The reason I brought all this up, is because I have another power. I can learn anything I see. So I was hoping that maybe another teacher or student might be available for you to show me moves with, so I can watch using my power. Then I would like to practice defending myself against you. This way I can practice using what I have learned."
"That sounds doable. I can find someone to work with for the next class. Today I will show you a few moves and then we will practice them."
"Ok, thanks so much!... I am sorry if it is rude for me to ask, but what do you shift into?"
"It is not rude at all. After all you told me about your abilities. I am a rare breed of shifter. I shift into a fire breathing dragon. There are very few of us left in the world."
"Wow, a fire breathing dragon! That is so neat, so I bet you never have a problem starting a campfire do you?"
"No, not at all!" Marshal laughs at the question.
We walk into the room full of mirrors. He walks me though how to get out of someone's hold who grabs me from behind and from someone trying to grab me from the front. Then we practice the moves.
"Wow, you are a fast learner! I have never seen someone, who knows practly nothing about self defense; learn how to execute that move so quickly! It takes most of my students weeks or sometimes months of practice to perfect it!" Marshall says in surprise.
"Told you I had the power to learn anything I see. I guess we will not need someone to help out with the class after all!"
Marshall next shows me how to throw a perfect punch. He teaches me all the different types of punches and how to stand to give the punch the most power, as well as my foot placement when throwing them, so I will not lose my balance. He takes me over to a punching bag and has me practice all the punches. Then we work on dodge punches and then how to use my attacker's speed and momentum against them. We practice all the moves for a few more minutes till my class is over.
"Thanks so much for working with me! I can't wait to learn more!" I say wiping my face with a towel and grabbing my water bottle for a long well deserved drink.
"In the next class we will work on kicks and more dodging moves."
"I can't wait! Can you show me how to do that one kick that Chuck Norris does in the Texas Ranger TV show?
"Yes, we can work on that move. It is one of my favorites as well. I am surprised that since you have seen it before that you can not already do that move."
"I saw that show before I got my power to learn anything."
"Huh."
"Do you have a locker room here where I could freshen up and change?"
"Yes, it is right through those doors and to the right."
"K, thanks!"
I head to the locker room and take a much needed shower, put on the spare clothes I brought with me and fix my hair. I apply a little make up, and then head back out to Marshall. I have a few hours to blow before Fangtasia opens. I wonder if Marshall has any plans for dinner.
"Hey Marshall, thanks so much for letting me use your locker room! I was wondering if you have any plans after class. I have to wait a few hours for Fangtasia to open. I am going to grab some dinner, would you like to keep me company?"
"Sure, why not, it bets eating alone! I will be ready to go as soon as the next instructor to arrives. Did you have a place in mind?"
"That's fine. I saw a commercial for a new restrantant called Jack Asters! Have you ever been? They are rude and sarcastic to you while you eat! It sounds different and interesting!"
"No I can't say that I have. It does sound interesting; I look forward to trying it out."
We spend the next 2 hours at Jack Asters. The place looked like a normal restrante, except for the sarcastic signs and posters hanging all over the walls and peanut shells thrown on the floor. Every table is covered with brown paper and has a cup of crayons for you to draw with, while you wait for your food to arrive. The wait staff was hilarious, teasing us and we of course teased right back! I enjoy a pan of their cheese bread and chicken n pasta. We chat and talk up a storm. Marshall tells me all about being a shifter in Japan and its hardships. My lord, where did all the time go. Before I know it, it is time for Fangtasia to open. So I thank Marshall for keeping me company and head over to Fangtasia.
As I approach the front of Fangtasia I see Pam at her normal spot checking Id's.
"Sookie, What a pleasant surprise! We were not expecting you."
"I am stopping by to talk to Eric and see if you are busy tonight. I was hoping to ask your "Master" if you could have the night off to go shopping with me?" I say batting my eye lashes and giving Pam a puppy dog look.
"What would we be shopping for?"
"Eric gave me my own Fangtasia credit card to buy some "suitable clothes" to wear here when I work. I have absolutely no idea where to start looking. I mean were do you buy this kind of stuff? Fangbangers R US?" I make a disgusted face and quotations in the air with my fingers, when I say suitable clothes.
"Fangbangers R US? That is rich!" Pam smirks.
"Plus I have always loved your outfits! I prefer your clothes to what everyone else wears at Fangtasia. So I was hoping you would take me to where you shop. Besides, I though we could use a girls night out and give you an excuse, to get away from the vermin!" I laugh.
"Indeed. A girls night out does sound intriguing. You may ask my Master for my assistance. He is on his throne, I will take you to him." Pam says with a smirk. Motioning for someone to cover the door.
I walk in and I am once again bombarded, with sexual thoughts from all the fangbangers. I throw up my shields to full force and follow behind Pam to Eric's Throne.
"Master" Pam says with a bow. Eric rises to his 6 ft 4 glory and motions for me to sit with him at his booth. My word, that man looks like a sex god on a stick, covered in whip cream and chocolate sauce! It takes all I have not to throw myself at him.
"Ah, Sookie, what brings you here tonight Lover? Have you come to gloat over your revenge? Or have you come to receive your punishment for desecrating my office?" Eric says with a sexy smirk and then an evil leer.
"You had it coming Buddy and you know it! That Mine license plate was completely uncalled for!"
"Sookie, you are Mine! If I wish you to drive a car with a mine plate, that is up to me! You should be proud; many women line up and beg for me to show them favor… However it has been brought to my attention, that the current use of the term "Mine", is offensive to modern women, so I will try to refrain from using it further. But just because I do not use that particular term, does not make you less Mine."
"I am still not yours! And I will not drive a car with such a plate! Matter of fact, I already had the plate changed!... However, I am glad you are trying to understand, that I take offense to that term."
We both sit in a comfortable silence for a few moments. I am enjoying the fact that we finally came to some conclusion regarding all the Mine stuff. Then I remember my phone conversation this morning with Alcide.
"Which reminds me, I spoke to Alcide Herveaux today. He informed me that you called him last night and hired him to pave my drive way, my parking areas and add a round about! Of all the high hand things! I can pave my own drive way, thank you very much! I don't need you to do it for me! I am not a kept woman!"
"Ah, I was not expecting you to find out about hiring Alcide so soon. However it makes no difference. Pam informed me of the inadequate state of your driveway and your plan to hire Alcide to pave it. I took care of it for you. You can consider it part of your punishment for desecrating my office."
"No, no, no, absolutely not! You will call him back and tell him, I will take care of it myself. I will not have you paying for it! It is my house, my responsibility! Not yours! I will not accept this!"
"That is were you are wrong! You are M… You are now my responsibility! There is nothing you can do about it, think of it no further. It is as good as done. Just be happy and enjoy it."
I growl at him and give him my best "fuck you and the horse you rode in on" look.
"So, what do I owe the honor of your presence tonight? Did you come to yield to me?" Eric says in a sexually hopeful voice.
"No, absolutely not. There will be no yielding. Actually I came to discuss some business, as well as a few other things."
"What do you wish to discuss, Lover?" Eric says raising an eye brow.
"I will start with the easiest first. I want to know if I can kidnap and torture Pam?" I say looking over at Eric with a serious expression.
"You wish to kidnap and torture my child?" Eric says growling with glowing eyes. Everyone in the club freezes and turns to stare at us.
"Don't get you knickers in a bunch, Eric. I want to kidnap Pam for a shopping trip and torture her with as she puts it "My complete lack of fashion sense." I say to Eric, while make quotation marks in the air.
"I do not wear knickers. I prefer to fore go undergarments and go commando, as they say. Would you like to check?" Eric says with a gleam in his eyes, lowly running his hand down his chest, toward the button on his pants.
I shake my head at his antics and roll my eyes.
"So you wish to kidnap my child for shopping, too torture her with your fashion choices? This would be a fitting punishment for my child." Eric says sitting back in the booth, while waving for everyone to go back to work. He makes a tent with his hands, as if he was thinking deeply about devious plans.
"Yes, I thought so as well."
"Pam." Eric orders.
"Yes, Master?"
"When my business has concluded with Sookie, you are to accompany her for an evening of shopping."
"Yes, Master!" Pam smirks, with a nod. Pam almost looks giddy at the prospect of leaving the vermin, to Eric's care for the evening, even more so for shopping.
"Is that all you wish to discuss with me, Lover? If so we could move on to more pleasant endeavors." Eric says with a sexy smile
"Actually Eric, there is a few more things I would like to discuss with you."
"Is that so? Proceed." Eric says raising an inquisitive eye brow.
"I was wondering if you would be interested, in increasing my work schedule to 4 nights a month. I want to quit my job at Merlottes, so I can go to college. I have decided that it is time for me to put on my big girl panties and get a college degree. Since I am much better at shielding now, I should be able to pay attention and pass my classes. Even though I love working at Merlottes, with my friends, I do not want to work there forever. I need to grow up and get a real job with insurance, 401 k, vacation days and sick days."
"I think it is an excellent idea, to end your servitude to the shifter and attend college. You are much too unique to waste your amplitude at such a place. I do not for see any problems with increasing your work schedule. Have you decided on a major yet?"
"I was thinking about business management, psychology or history. I don't know what I want to do; it is such a big decision. I do not want to choose the wrong major and regret it later. So I am researching different career paths and the degrees offered at the community college and some local 4 year colleges. I am planning to take the SAT's and a career amplitude test. I am hoping the career amplitude test will give me some ideas."
"I believe you would excel at both business management and psychology. You are too intelligent to droil your life away in a bar. You could do so much more."
"Hum, Thanks Eric." I say in surprised at Eric confidence in me.
Eric looks at me with a knowing smile.
"Sookie, we have yet to discuss the redecorating you had done in my office. Any thing you wish to say?"
"Uh, no not really. I just hope you understand my point. I do not belong to you or to anyone! I am not property to be owned!"
"Yes, I was able to decipher you meaning in that regard. I have enjoyed the frame and the plaque. I instructed Bobby yesterday to mount the plaque on my Throne." He points to the location of the plaque. He placed it where all could see it, right on the front.
I look at it and nod. Slightly surprised he actually had it put on his throne. It was suppose to be a gag.
"I have taken the frame to my resting place. You look exquisite shooting a shot gun. Where did you acquire such a skill?"
I blush.
"My brother taught me. It is common for southern girls to be taught how to shoot a shotgun. It is one of the few things my brother and I ever spent time together doing. We used to go outside every Saturday morning after our family breakfast and line up stuff on the fence, to shoot at. We would practice for hours. But after he turned 16, he became more interested in chasing girls, then shooting with me. So now I practice by myself." I shrug.
"I see. It is good to know you can handle a shot gun. It is a useful and impressive skill."
We are both quiet for a few moments. It was a peaceful quite not awkward one.
"I am going to be in a dance competition, with my friend Lafayette. I am looking for a place we could rent to practice. There are a few places in my home town, but they don't want to rent to the town freaks. Even more so, because we are practicing for the gay pride dance competition. So I figured you know Shreveport area well, do you know anywhere I could rent? We need to start practicing soon."
"I am aware of a few places. When are you planning to practice? If it is during the day, you could practice here. We have a state of the art sound system and plenty of room on the dance floor."
"Hum, that could work. How much does it cost to rent this place for a few hours during the day?"
"Your money is of little consequence to me. It costs me nothing, for you to use the building when we are closed. Consider it a privilege of being Mi… of being in my revenue. I will have a key made for you. You can collect it, when you return from your outing with Pam."
"Wow, Eric thanks! I think this place could work out great for us to practice in." I smile and bounce in the seat.
He smirks at me.
"Remember the club opens at 8:00 Tuesday through Saturday. The Staff starts their shifts at 7:00. You will need to have everything back in order by then."
"Thank you Eric! I can't wait to start practicing our routines!" I lean over and give Eric a excited hug and a sweet kiss on the cheek, before I realize what I am doing.
He looks at me for a moment with a surprised expression, before his calm, cool facade returns. Then he nods at me.
We sit for a few more minutes in silence.
"Well I must be going, if I am going to get any shopping done with Pam." Lord get me out of here, before I slip and touch him again. I think to myself.
"When you return from your excursion, I wish to see you model the attire you purchase on you outing… Feel free to acquire some lingerie, as well." He says looking me up and down, licking his lips.
"Well this has been … interesting. I will see you when we get back." I say completely ignoring his comment about the modeling and the lingerie.
He nods at me, while taking a sip of his true blood.
I walk through the club looking for Pam. I spot her at the bar giving instructions to the staff for the evening.
"Hey Pam, are you ready to go."
"I am always ready for you, my Telepathic friend. You just have to ask."
I roll my eyes.
"Ok, let's go! We have lots of things to buy!"
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