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Living Dead in Dallas

Living Dead in Dallas

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Autoren: Charlaine Harris
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shorts and a tee shirt. However, the shorts were some I had left over from my junior high days, and they encased me “like a caterpillar embraces a butterfly,” Eric said poetically.
    “More like Daisy Dukes,” I muttered, wondering if the lace pattern of my bikini underwear would be imprinted on my butt for the rest of my life. I wore a matching steel blue bra with a dipping white tank top that exposed a lot of the decoration on the bra. This was one of my replacement bras, and Bill hadn’t even gotten to see it yet, so I sure hoped nothing happened to it. My tan was still holding up, and I wore my hair loose.
    “Hey, our hair’s the same color,” I said, eyeing us side by side in the mirror.
    “Sure is, girlfriend.” Eric grinned at me. “But are you blond all the way down?”
    “Don’t you wish you knew?”
    “Yes,” he said simply.
    “Well, you’ll just have to wonder.”
    “I am,” he said. “Blond everywhere.”
    “I could tell as much from your chest hair.”
    He raised my arm to check my armpit. “You sillywomen, shaving your body hair,” he said, dropping my arm.
    I opened my mouth to say something else on the topic, suddenly realized that would lead to disaster, and said instead, “We need to go.”
    “Aren’t you going to wear perfume?” He was sniffing all the bottles on top of my dressing table. “Oh, wear this!” He tossed me a bottle and I caught it without thinking. His eyebrows flew up. “You have had more vampire blood than I thought, Miss Sookie.”
    “Obsession,” I said, looking at the bottle. “Oh, okay.” Carefully not responding to his observation, I dabbed a little bit of Obsession between my breasts and behind my knees. I figured that way I was covered from head to toe.
    “What is our agenda, Sookie?” Eric asked, eyeing this procedure with interest.
    “What we’re going to do is go to this stupid so-called sex party and do as little as possible in that line while I gather information from the minds of the people there.”
    “Pertaining to?”
    “Pertaining to the murder of Lafayette Reynold, the cook at Merlotte’s Bar.”
    “And why are we doing this?”
    “Because I liked Lafayette. And to clear Andy Bellefleur of the suspicion that he murdered Lafayette.”
    “Bill knows you are trying to save a Bellefleur?”
    “Why do you ask that?”
    “You know Bill hates the Bellefleurs,” Eric said, as if that were the best-known fact in Louisiana.
    “No,” I said. “No, I didn’t know that at all.” I sat down on the chair by my bed, my eyes fixed on Eric’s face. “Why?”
    “You’ll have to ask Bill that, Sookie. And this is the only reason we’re going? You’re not cleverly using this as an excuse to make out with me?”
    “I’m not that clever, Eric.”
    “I think you deceive yourself, Sookie,” Eric said with a brilliant smile.
    I remembered he could now sense my moods, according to Bill. I wondered what Eric knew about me that I didn’t know.
    “Listen, Eric,” I began, as we went out the door and across the porch. Then I had to stop and cast around in my mind for how to say what I wanted to say.
    He waited. The evening had been cloudy, and the woods felt closer around the house. I knew the night just seemed oppressive because I was going to go to an event personally distasteful to me. I was going to learn things about people that I didn’t know and didn’t want to know. It seemed stupid to be seeking the kind of information that I’d spent my life learning how to block out. But I felt a sort of public service obligation to Andy Bellefleur to discover the truth; and I respected Portia, in an odd way, for her willingness to subject herself to something unpleasant in order to save her brother. How Portia could feel a genuine distaste for Bill was simply incomprehensible to me, but if Bill said she was frightened of him, it was true. This coming evening, the idea of seeing the true secret face of people I’d known forever was just as frightening to me.
    “Don’t let anything happen to me, okay?” I said to Eric directly. “I have no intention of getting intimate with any of those people. I guess I’m scared that something will happen, someone will go too far. Even for the sake of Lafayette’s murder being avenged, I won’t willingly have sex with any of those people.” That was my real fear, one I hadn’t admitted to myself until this moment: that some cog would slip, some safeguard fail, and I would be a victim. When

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