Sookie Stackhouse

More than just a waitress from Bon temps

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    Basement Diaries Entry 3

    I am in that sort of drowsy state, you know when your body is awake but your eeys are still closed and you are deciding whether or not to wake up, when I hear the "click". I feel the collar fall to the ground and suddenly feel lighter without it pinioning me in place.

     

    I am lying stretched out on my side so I do not cramp when I feel a hand stroke my hair and work it's way down my body, settling on my waist. I am too scared to open my eyes for fear of what I am gonna see.

     

    Reluctantly my eyes flicker open and it is as I suspected. I am starin into 2 azure eyes and that smirk, which I am dying to wipe off of that marble face. Eric is lying on his side looking at me as I lie here, his prisoner, smirkin at me as I remain at his mercy.

     

    I lift his hand from my body and begin to wriggle away to get to my feet, but he moves too quickly for me and he is up on his feet before I know it, draggin me to mine and grippin me tightly.

     

    I act fast, raising my hand to slap him, which does not succeed in either makin me feel better or wipin the smirk off of his face. Instead he laughs "Ohhhh do that again...that felt good" I am about to scream when he kisses me forecefully. I try to wriggle away and succeed but this spurs him on and he comes in again for more. I respond fr a split secnd then remember where I am and move away.

     

    Eric just laughs but refuses to let me go. "Sookie, Sookie, Sookie...you know you enjoy it...you know you want more why not admit it and yield like a good girl." "Like HELL" I scream and stamp on his foot, which does no damn good. Instead he moves down past my lips and to my neck, kissing it gently, in that way which makes me go weak at the knees.....

     

    I wake up with a start, flushed and fevered and mad as hell...

    • 6 September 2010
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    well I'm sure y'all know a fair bit about me. I work in Merlotte's bar for Sam merlotte who is a good boss and a friend. I have a Brother called jason who also lives in Bon Temps and he is a bit of a tomcat at times. My best friend is Tara Thornton, we have been friends since school and she used to stay with me at Gran's a lot when her mom was drunk which was a lot of the time.

    I also have this thing, I am a telepath and I hear everyone's thoughts. Now I am better at blockin' 'em out but it was awkward when I was younger. School was crazy, imagine all the thoughts of teenagers when you are tryin' to do work. I only ever did well in tests cause I got peace to do 'em. I am self taught mainly and Arlene who i work with and who is a friend also gives me a word of the day calendar every christmas so I get a lot of good words from that.

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    well I'm sure y'all know a fair bit about me. I work in Merlotte's bar for Sam merlotte who is a good boss and a friend. I have a Brother called jason who also lives in Bon Temps and he is a bit of a tomcat at times. My best friend is Tara Thornton, we have been friends since school and she used to stay with me at Gran's a lot when her mom was drunk which was a lot of the time.

    I also have this thing, I am a telepath and I hear everyone's thoughts. Now I am better at blockin' 'em out but it was awkward when I was younger. School was crazy, imagine all the thoughts of teenagers when you are tryin' to do work. I only ever did well in tests cause I got peace to do 'em. I am self taught mainly and Arlene who i work with and who is a friend also gives me a word of the day calendar every christmas so I get a lot of good words from that.

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