Sookie, It Is Not Your Blood I

There Was Enough Tension In The Room To Send A Fleet Of The Nervous Running For Their Tranquilizers.

I Was Surprised To Find Out There Was A Direct Line From My Palm To My, My, Hootchie.

Come On, Lover, Let's Have A Look," Eric Said, Giving Me A Quick Kiss. He Jumped Off The Back Porch With Me Still Attached To Him—like A Large Barnacle

Pam: "claude, The Mouthwateringly Beautiful Asshole?

It Wasn't Often You Ran Into Bondage/elvis/whorehouse-themed Vampire Club