I Hate Not Knowing What I Did."

Jb’s Mother Had Taught Him Early On That Appreciated Women Are Happy Women.

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

The Vampire Is Not A Bad Man, And He Loves You

"come On," I Said, Taking His Hand. Clutching The Afghan With The Other Hand, He Trailed Down The Hall After Me, A Snow White Giant In Tiny Red Underwear.

(sookie's Thoughts On Debbie Pelt) She Had Been Cruel To Alcide, Insulted Me Grievously, Burned A Hole In My Favorite Wrap And—oh—tried To Kill Me By Proxy. Also, She Had Stupid Hair.