Eric was getting ready to meet the new king of Louisianna. He had died his hair brown and wore deep purple contact lenses, a dark purple suit, black boots and white sequined gloves.
"Oh, dear me," Pam said mirthlessly. "Are you getting lucky?"
"I hope so," Eric said with an ephemeral smile. "With Sookie. But tonight I'm visiting the king."
"Oh, BTW he called and said for you to pick up a representative from Kawaii."
"Hawaii? Who is he or she?"
"Monroe Dementia. In Texarkana."
"Okay, okay."
So I drove to Texarkana to pick Monroe up. He or she was hawt! he or she was blond with long hair, andantient clothing. He or she had beautifulyy long fangs and she or he wore thick glasses to his or her attractive beauty, or to look smarter. He or she was rich, and she or he had an ethereal vice.
"Hello." Monroe said. "You see, I need to meet the King of Wisconsin, which is very far away, up North. I need someone to watch my cat Precious."
He showed Eric a beautiful white persian cat. She had a wonderful home to match the cat, and he or she or she and/or he was very rich, seems like.
"I'm sorry to trick you like that," Monroe said. "But if you babysit my Precious, then you just might get a date."
"With you?" Eric said, barely containing his lust.
"Well, of course, sexy." Monroe said. Then she or he or he and/or she gave a kiss goodbye to the cat and Eric and grabbed some luggage, then flew off quickly.
Monroe was over 3k years old, and very powerfull. He and/or she flew away at top speed, and was sexy enough to make Eric blush.
Eric looked at the cat. "Well, Miss Precious....I guess I'm watching you for I dunno when?"
Precious meowed.
"Um...I never took carre of such a dainty animal; what do you eat, feline?"
*PURR*
"DAMN IT! I should call Pam, she knows things about kitties, sha can help."
So he dialed Pam and embarrasingly told her the situation. She laughed and said she'll put Chow on bar management duty, and she would fly off.
