Chapter 38

A Jackass By Any Other Name Is Still a Jackass

Pam's POV

As much as I dreaded the thought, it was time to call Bill. The tribunal was drawing near and I felt it was my duty to do what ever I could to increase Eric's chances of coming out if the trial unscathed, and not just because it was in my best interest as well.

I dialed the number with trepidation, I hoped I was as good an actress as I thought.

"Hello, this is Bill Compton."

"Bill, it's Pam. Can we meet tonight? I've made my decision and I want to tell you in person."

Gag

"I take this as a sign that you mean to bring me favorable news?"

I hope you buy it you presumptive idiot.

"We'll talk later, I don't feel secure with these phones. Eric is a paranoid vampire and I fear his wrath."

And I can't wait to collect my payment from that paranoid vamp and his human when I've done away with you.

"Very well. Shall I call on you at Fangtasia and then we can decide a better place for our interlude there?"

If there's anything left of you by morning light, I'll be shocked as hell.

"Sounds peachy."

And absolutely vomit inducing.

"And Pam, I think you will find that I will grow on you with time."

Like a fucking fungus.

"Nine tonight at Fangtasia then. I look forward to seeing you there, Bill."

So I can do to you what someone should've done long ago.

"I am anxious to get things underway. Nine it is." I rolled my eyes involuntarily from the relied of finally getting away from his nasal voice. I dare not tell Eric or Sookie because they would stop my plan. They had far too much confidence as far as the outcome of the trial. I would take Chow into confidence. I could trust him as much as you could trust anyone with fangs.

I arrived at Fangtasia 20 minutes after dark. We wouldn't officially open for at least another hour so I had plenty of time to fill him in. He seemed duly impressed by my plan although it didn't seem that complicated to me. He patted me on the back as I was reapplying my lipstick (a shade of pink named Bashful), making me miss my mark and earning him a vicious glare.

"Sorry about that, Pamela."

"How many fucking times do I have to tell you, you Korean bastard, my name is NOT Pamela, it's PAM!"

"I know. And for your info, I'm Japanese, not Korean, bitch."

"I know." We smiled at each other. In his short time here since Longshadows had been staked, I came to like the cocky little fucker as much as a cold hearted, psychotic cunt like myself can.

"Looks like Mr. Compton can't wait for nine, he's in the parking lot now." I knew chow could see him on the monitors that were below the bar top.

"Damn, this means stalling unless I can contact my helper. Keep that fuck-ass occupied out here while I try to get hold of Quinn."

I blurred (as Sookie calls it) to Eric's office and called the were. He sounded groggy, the damn fool was still sleeping! I relayed the importance that he be at the agreed upon place earlier than we had planned. He agreed and I growled into the phone as a warning.

"Damn, babe. That was downright sexy. Sure you wouldn't be game for some sin with Quinn?"

"As tempting as your offer is (not really) I must decline. Just be there." I hung up and put on my happy face. MY happy face was what some would consider the face of a determined serial killer. It was the best I could manage.

Bill had the nerve to lick his fangs as I walked into the bar.

Keep it together Pam. Everything depends on your performance.

"Pam, I must tell you that you are a vision of loveliness," he leaned in to finish in a whisper, "and a promise of some very hot sexual gratification."

Ever the disgusting pig.

I swallowed the repulsion and made myself sound eager.

"I'm pleased that you're early. I appreciate your enthusiasm." He seemed glad to have pleased me. He really was just like the worms that lay at my feet night after night. The only difference is they had a pulse and some sort of social value.

"Do you have a place in mind for our, ahem, negotiations, Pam?" He would have been drooling if able.

"As a matter of fact I do, Bill. Let's head to your car while I tell you where and why, shall we?" He offered his arm and as much as it repulsed me to do so, I took it.

"I was thinking about a story I gleaned from Sookie's memory. An encounter you and she had in a little cemetery. I was thinking that recreating that scene with me playing the part of the terrified girl would be extremely gratifying. Believe it or not, I've never fucked in a cemetery before."

"My word, Pam! Never?" I shook my head in answer. "Then we shall have to rectify this tonight! There is nothing like it!"

"I could tell you enjoyed it from her recollection. And just so you know, I love it rough and dirty." This was true, just not with him.

"I am learned in the ways of pleasuring a female. Sookie always enjoyed herself with me."

Yeah, she was a virgin when you took her and she never knew what good sex really was until recently, you bloated shitbag.

"I look forward to experiencing firsthand what you're bragging about."

"No time like the present." he opened the passenger door of his bland little import for me and waved me in.

Northman is going to be so in debt to me.