Switched Ch 13: Memento

Charlaine Harris owns almost everything. I own the rest.

I need to thank padore, kardamon, IkeaGoddess and above all else, my husband, for their wonderful ideas and help with brainstorming. As always, I must thank SeriousCrush for looking this over and giving me the all clear to post. You give me confidence with your loving support, and it means so much to me!

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Memento

Sookie’s POV (in Eric’s body)

I was enjoying watching Eric squirm in my body, unaccustomed to the pain that comes with a period. This is something that I always wished would happen to the men I know, at least once. Just think about how compassionate they would be! It was hilarious to think of Eric having to change tampons…and then the scent of my blood hit. It wasn’t funny any more. His body lurched towards mine, and I had to fight his urges to keep his hands down by his side. I wanted to taste my blood again, never mind where it came from.

“Oh god, Eric. I have to leave.” I inhaled. “I don’t want to leave. I want to eat you.” I slapped a hand over his mouth. “I can’t believe I just said that!” If I thought getting an erection was embarrassing, this was a whole new level of shame. Speaking of erections, I got one just thinking about it. “You don’t have much time.” The smell of my blood intensified.

Eric was panicked, and I was desperate to get out of my house before I did something I would regret. I ran to my bathroom, relieved at the slight reprieve it afforded me, and then Eric followed me, bringing that delicious smell back with him. I shoved boxes of tampons and pads into my arms. I could tell by Eric’s questions that he had no idea what they were. Poor guy, the next few days were going to suck.

I tried to maintain eye contact, but struggled to. It was like his eyes had a mind of their own, and so did his fangs. I couldn’t put them away no matter how hard I tried. It was torture. I had to leave, but moving his body towards the door seemed impossible.

“I need to leave. Now. Rescind my invitation,” I demanded.

“You said that wouldn’t work!”

“It’s worth a shot! I have to leave.” I was staring again, and felt embarrassed all over again. He would never let me live this down! His hunger bypassed my control over his mouth and I added, “But I don’t want to leave.”

He suggested that I shouldn’t leave, and then gave me the sexiest smile. His cry of pain was enough to snap me out of his one-track mind.

I handed him a bottle of painkillers, hoping he would not overdo it. The warmth of a bath always helped me with cramps, and then I was thinking about him, being naked and warm and…I slapped his face. This had to stop! “Eric, rescind my invitation. I can’t hold out much longer!” I was clenching his hands into fists to keep them off of my body. I winced in pain as his fingernails cut through his skin. Oh god, now I was growling.

“Fine!” he shouted. “I rescind your invitation!”

The magic that controlled his body bent him in half. I hurtled backwards through my house, as if a giant string connected to his spine was being pulled from someone standing on my porch. It was a nauseating feeling and I was glad when I was released.

Eric followed me to the front door, standing so close that I could almost touch him. I pushed against the door and wanted to cry when I couldn’t. I warned him not to come outside. Without the protection of my house, who knew what I was capable of?

Eric looked like he was on the verge of tears, and was begging me for help. How could I help him in this state? Suddenly a light bulb came on. “There is a book, all about growing up,” I told him, and then explained where it was. I hadn’t read it since I was twelve, but had kept it for some reason. I’m sure Eric would be grateful that I’m a pack rat.

I had to leave. The smell of my blood was getting stronger. “Give me the key to your house. I need to stay there for a few days. I can’t trust myself around you!” I really couldn’t understand how he could deal with this. Surly he has been around menstruating women.

Eric pulled out his keys, letting the boxes in my arms fall to the ground. He tossed his house key towards me and as soon as it touched his hand, I willed his body into the air…and far away from him. As I ascended into the dark night sky, I felt better.

Maybe I had been overreacting. Maybe I should go back and make sure he was okay. I tried to get his fangs to go away and couldn’t, which was a clear indication that I really didn’t feel that much better being away from him. The smell of my body still lingered in his nose, and I flew straight to his house determined not to turn around, no matter how hungry I was.

Eric’s house was quiet and dark. When I opened the door, the smell of burned bread still hung in the air. I warmed a bottle of blood, clutching it as I walked downstairs. I sat on the edge of his bed and took a deep breath, preparing myself for the vile taste of the meal in my hand. I could still smell my body in his room. It had been days since we had been here. I put my bottle down on the nightstand, and inhaled deeply above the pillow Eric had slept on. Oddly, the scent became more faint.

I stood up and inhaled again. It was stronger. Where was it coming from?

I walked into the bathroom, nothing there. It was definitely strongest in the bedroom. I opened his closet. I couldn’t contain a growl as the scent assaulted me. Why hadn’t I noticed it before, when I was taking care of drunken Eric? Oh yes, because he smelled like vomit and I made a point not to breathe.

I felt like a hound dog sniffing each piece of clothing hanging up, each one smelling more strongly than the next. I closed his eyes and moved his head until I pinpointed the source. It was coming from a black box.

Hmm, that’s odd.

I brought it with me and sat on the edge of his bed, and then opened the lid. The scent of my blood overwhelmed me, causing a rather painful erection and all rational thought to leave my mind. I reached in the box and found a piece of torn fabric. The frayed edges were saturated with blood and as I brought it to his nose, his other hand fell into his lap. His dick strained against the zipper of his pants, and jumped when his fingers grazed against it. I had barely escaped my house without throwing my body down and having my wicked way with myself, and I could not resist any longer.

I closed his eyes and held the scrap of bloody fabric against his nose while I opened his pants. I gripped his dick firmly and moved his hand in long smooth strokes. I rocked his hips in time with his hand and could feel the pleasure building inside his body. It started in his back. The muscles tightened and little pulses of electric energy shot up his spine. I moaned softly and let his mouth hang open. I breathed deeply, and I could almost taste the blood. My memory flashed to earlier tonight when Eric begged me to clean a cut on my knee, and then he was touching my body and we were moaning together.

I moved his hand faster, coating his palm with precum until everything was slippery. My moan became louder and my movements more erratic. I was thrusting his hips to meet his hand and breathing deeply. I pushed the bloody fabric over his face, which muffled the sound of my strangled scream as I came.

I dropped the fabric back into the box and ran to the bathroom to clean up. On my way back into his bedroom, my brain engaged again. Why did Eric have a scrap of fabric with my blood on it? I grabbed the bottle of blood from the nightstand and drank it down in one long swallow.

I lifted the bloody fabric again, and this time, I resisted the urge to inhale and bury his face in it, and then I realized what it was.

It was my shirt. The shirt I had worn the night the maenad attacked me.

Bill had found me after the attack and taken me to Eric. I knew I had been undressed because I woke up in a Fangtasia t-shirt, but I never thought to ask about the shirt I had been wearing.

Why had he kept it? Did his body respond like that every time?

I put it down gently in the lid of the box and peered inside the box. There was more. The entire bottom of the box was covered with glossy pieces of paper.

They were photographs…of me.

I held one up. It was taken outside my house. I wasn’t looking at the camera, and half of my face was hidden in shadows. The next was taken outside of Merlotte’s. It looked like I had just taken the garbage out, and was in the middle of dusting my hands off. One after another, I was shocked to see my face so unguarded.

A few of the picture were different than the others. Part of them was burned. I looked closely and noticed that they were taken outside of Bill’s house. In one of them, the burn engulfed the end of my hand and whatever I was holding. Probably Bill’s hand.

Oh my god, Eric had been stalking me!

I didn’t have any more time to be outraged about it. The sun came up and I fell over in his bed.

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The moment I woke up, it all came back. The shirt, the pictures…the creepy feeling I got when I thought about Eric stalking me, but despite all of that, the second I inhaled the only thing I cared about was rubbing my shirt all over his face and taking his gracious plenty for a test drive again.

I shook his head stubbornly and grabbed a handful of pictures, and then stuffed the shirt back in the box and closed it. I pulled the door open, determined to fly back to my house to confront Eric about the little black box, and came face to face with Pam.

“Going somewhere?” she asked.

“Yes. I’m going to talk to Eric.” Come hell or high water, we needed to talk.

“I don’t think that’s such a good idea honey, you just got a fang-boner just thinking about seeing him.”

I touched his fangs with my tongue. “Shit!”

She laughed and dialed him, holding the phone out for me. I wanted to confront him face to face, not over the phone! “Pam? Pam!” My voice squawked through the phone.

I growled and snatched the phone out of her hands. “It’s me,” I said.

“Oh,” my voice softened. He sounded happy to talk to me.

“You have two seconds to explain yourself, mister!” I grumbled.

Pam covered her mouth, biting back a laugh.

“Explain myself? What are you talking about, Sookie?”

“I found it Eric. Your little black box?”

No response.

I huffed. “Don’t pretend like you don’t know what I’m talking about! What the hell, Eric? You’ve been stalking me?!” At this point, I didn’t know if I should be offended or flattered.

“Oh, don’t pretend like you didn’t want me there.” He scoffed. “How am I going to tell Bill?”

What was he saying? Tell Bill what? The questions whirled around his head and then I realized what he said. He was quoting my diary.

“You read my diary?!!!” I felt betrayed and embarrassed. “You have no right!”

“I didn’t mean to,” my voice was little more than a whisper. “It was there, with that book you told me to read, and I was just looking for something else to read.” His answer came haltingly enough that I knew he was lying.

That diary wasn’t in my old bedroom,” I said, feeling triumphant as I trapped him in his lie.

“Uh…” he trailed off and then took a deep breath. “I’m sorry Sookie.” He paused. “Why don’t you come over and I’ll make it up to you?”

“Stop it! Don’t try and tempt me after you just admitted to abusing my trust!” I was so flustered that I was finding it difficult to form words.

“Tempt you?” Eric asked.

I could practically see him raise my eyebrow. Ugh! I pushed the phone into Pam’s hands, and she nearly dropped it because she was laughing so hard. “Oh shut up Pam.” I stormed into the kitchen. I was hungry again. I looked down in his hand and noticed I was still holding pictures. I opened a drawer and stuffed them inside. I didn’t want to see them again.

Pam wiped a bloody tear out of her eye and cleared her throat. “Sorry. Yes, I’ll take care of her. Have fun reading…” She hung up the phone and turned to face me. “You’re coming with me.”

“Gladly…” Anything would be a welcome distraction at this point.

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I’m leaving for Chicago in the morning, so please forgive me if I don’t get back to you right away. Don’t let that stop you from reviewing though, you know how I love to hear from you.

On to Switched Ch 14: Happiness Equals Shopping

78 thoughts on “Switched Ch 13: Memento

  1. tatie87 says:

    Eric has been quite the naughty boy. His own black box of Sookie porn.

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  2. erin1705 says:

    I just want to grab them both and knock their heads together! I know that Sookie feels like her trust was betrayed, but she basically did the same thing to him. She didn’t have to go looking for the reason her scent was in his house, and when she did she didn’t have to look through the rest of the box. I think they both need to sit down and talk and admit that they have some type of feelings for one another. I do agree that Eric did cross the line a bit by following her and taking the pictures, but I also think that this may be the first time that Eric has had feelings like this for someone that wasn’t just a feed and a f*ck. Great chapter! I’m anxious to see where Pam is taking Sookie. Have a great and safe time in Chicago!

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    • Yep, I’ll join you while you knock their heads together! They’re so lame, and I love writing them like this. The work up to a mutual understanding is always rewarding.

      They both have a lot of admitting to do, starting with Sookie admitting that she likes him and is just as guilty of betraying trust as Eric. I think when they finally sit down and have ‘the talk’ there’s going to be a lot of understanding and a lot of hotness. 🙂 Thanks so much for commenting here, you’re always so good to me! I’ll try to get some writing done in the windy city.

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  3. ncmiss12 says:

    OMG! That was Awesome! Eric had a secret little black box full of Sookie for hand nookie! LOL! I can’t wait for more! Pam seems to be really enjoying all this! I wonder how things will go at Fangtasia with Sookie and Pam!

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    • I think Fangtasia is going to be more than enough to keep Sookie occupied for the next few days. 🙂 I’m so glad you loved it! I had to give Sookie a little something to see that would show Eric’s feelings for her. He doesn’t seem like the type that would keep a journal or write love poems, but stalker photos? Seems possible. 🙂 Glad you enjoyed it, and thanks as always for commenting here. 🙂

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  4. whodat2010 says:

    Yes, I could just smack both of them. Pot, meet kettle. Frankly I think that Eric got the short end of this deal since he had to endure the period.

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  5. lostinspace33 says:

    Oh, that Eric is a sneaky devil, isn’t he?!

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  6. Cyn says:

    Great chapter, LOVE Sookie reaction to her blooded shirt.Please keep it UP. 😉

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    • I’m so glad you loved it! Sookie can’t control Eric’s urges very well, especially when the scent of her blood is boxed up in his room. 🙂 I’ll get started on the next chapter soon. Thanks for commenting!

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  7. Oh I can’t wait for the big fight! I’m sure it’s going to be good!!!

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    • The big fight is going to be good for sure. Always a good shout-off before the making up part 🙂 Thanks for commenting!

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      • whew hot blooded and nowhere near utah or sanity says:

        glad you are not having any snake issues 😉 i appreciate the invite, and while never really out that way, you would be first (and only!) on my list to visit in utah. i have nothing against your state at all…crazy or otherwise 🙂

        cracking the whip lady, get to updating since you do not have to get ready for my visit. just saying…just laughing to self too. does cracking self up count as crazy?

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      • Yes. Cracking yourself up does count as crazy. 🙂 Utah really is a lovely place, which is what has kept me here all these years. The people are a little crazy, but they mean well…

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  8. whew hot blooded says:

    it is great that they both secretly exposed their feelings for one another, and that each of them discovered this accidentally. talk about quid pro quo…

    sookie is learning first hand (and second too!) just how strongly eric reacts to her scent and is drawn to her. eric is also learning that sookie has a physical response to him too. they have both privately coveted one another and are learning the HARD way that they will need to stop butting against each other and start banging each other instead.

    have fun at the wedding. twist and shout on the dance floor and not at the family 🙂

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    • I’m laughing so hard, I’m having a hard time typing. LOL You mean I can’t punch my brother? Ugh. Fine. If you say so! (but believe me, I’m pouting right now!)

      They definitely need to start banging each other, no doubt. Eric needs to go shopping first though, and Sookie needs to get down to business at Fangtasia. Oh the good times, keep on a comin’. You’re so funny with the first and second hand comment. 🙂

      They have a lot to discover, and nothing shows them better than finding it all out on their own. 🙂 Thank you so much for commenting. I will be sure to start writing the next chapter soon!

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      • whew hot blooded says:

        no need to pout, sweetie pies ;-p as sookie’s gran would say, “it is bad form to punch your brother at a family wedding.” you have my permission to get a bit sloppy on the side to console yourself (as long as you do not make any scenes). you can always dance with your brother and step on his toes with your heels- pam style!

        looking forward to next chapter and the adventures as they gain “inside” knowledge about each other.

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      • Is it bad form to punch him? I don’t have a Gran, so maybe those rules don’t apply to me. 🙂 We went out last night to a dive karaoke bar for our bachelorette party and it was awesome. I have an idea growing in my brain for a new E/S one shot. 🙂

        Sorry I haven’t made time to write. I will when I can for sure! 🙂

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      • whew hot blooded says:

        if you punch him in private, not THE privates, and no one knows (kinda like tree falls in the forest…), it might be ok 😉 no worries about writing, have fun with everyone and enjoy. that should be the priority.

        karaoke would be hilarious with e/s singing, “don’t go breaking my parts” oops, i mean heart, right?! glad you are having a fun time which stirs your creative juices.

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      • The fun is definitely continuing! The wedding was last night and it rocked. There was definitely a split in the crowd…and for all of the awesome songs, I had the dance floor to myself. My sister’s new family must think I’m a loon. 🙂 It was so great though, and I didn’t even punch anyone! Although I’d like to punch the people in the room next to us, who have kids that don’t have volume control AT ALL at 7:00 am. Ugh.

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      • whew hot blooded not hot winded says:

        glad the wedding was fabu. dance away and be the punch-free, dessert-filled loon that you are since they are her in-laws and not yours! xD

        yeah, hate the noisy neighbors no matter where you are…kids are not worse than hearing other sound effects IMHO. the early hour might not be pleasant though…didja try hollering STFU loudly to see if that worked? (i hope not but it makes me laugh and i have to admit that i might have done this with adults but not kids but there is no proof)

        safe trip home and keep having good times.

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      • We haven’t had to put up with noisy neighbors today, because there was a massive power outage yesterday and we abandoned the hotel and moved to a different one. It was SO dark and we only had a tiny flashlight to pack everything up. It was awful. But the new hotel is amazing and has AC which is great in this heat and humidity. I would have LOVED to yell at them, and had the opportunity to do so when we ran into them at the pool, but refrained. I’m nice like that! 🙂

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      • whew hot blooded says:

        oh my! *fans self frantically* so many peeps i know have lost electricity since last week and it might not be restored until saturday. with the heat, i would spontaneously combust without doubt, or have to have my own vampire to surround myself with so i could cool off ;-p. sorry to read that you had that happen but glad it was post wedding and did not interfere with main event. ugh, packing by flashlight and not candlelight *!* sounds just horrific.

        glad that you did not scare any kids or families prior to departure. if and i mean IF i did it, it would be during the event and not later on because we simple humans tend to forget what we do and how we do it fairly rapidly. selective recall does not begin to cover it. yup, you are nice like that, and the kids remain trauma-free all because of you 😉

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      • It really was quite an event, really…one that I don’t want to repeat any time soon. 🙂 I agree though that a cold vampire would be nice and cozy on hot days like this. 🙂 I actually thought it would make a good story…a power outage, trapped in a hotel, no light, naked vampire. You get the idea. 🙂

        Today we get to swim one more time before leaving our new hotel for the 12 hour drive/flight/layover/flight home. It is going to be a looooooong day. I need to eat breakfast! 🙂

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      • whew hot blooded says:

        that is a one shot (or numerous shots depending on our vampire!) i would read. my favorite form of room service with best flavored popsicle ever…yummy viking *slurps*

        safe travels home. stay cool, as always 😉

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      • I’m glad you’d be onboard to read it! Mm, Viking!

        We’re home, safe and sound, and now I need to sleep for a couple of days. Atlanta storms kept everyone longer than we planned. 😦

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      • whew hot blooded says:

        get some rest so you can write some good stuff soon. glad you are home safe and sound. hope the weather is better where you are right now. sending fireworks of the viking kind to you today 😉

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      • I’ll be sure to get plenty of rest tonight so I can write tomorrow. Don’t you worry about me. 🙂 The weather in Utah is lovely, not overly hot, and never humid, which makes the heat more easy to bear. I spent the afternoon picking raspberries…perhaps the last we’ll get for the year, which I’ll be sure to miss. I hope you have a safe and spark-filled fourth!!

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      • whew hot blooded says:

        oh, could have used some of those berries for my berry cheesecake tarts (can use any seasonal fruit but used berries this time). last time i picked berries it was blackberries but the snakes were getting annoyed we were in their hiding spots. spazzed me out a bit and not in a good way. sooooooooo, have not been apicking for awhile 😉

        good to know that you are back in order and writing mode to come sooner than later. the weather sounds wonderful there so lucky you.

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      • Mmm, cheesecake tarts! Sounds divine!! I make jam and sauce every year, so you know you could have some. Just come to Utah and I’ll hook you up. 🙂 My blackberries don’t ripen until mid August (normally…who the hell knows what will happen this year), so I get to battle wicked thorns then. Lucky me indeed! 🙂

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      • whew hot blooded says:

        blackberry thorns are pretty bad but not worse than snakes. we kept jumping when they moved and scratched ourselves up. it was not worth it for amount of berries we got. i bet your jam is delicious, and if i am ever in utah i will take you up on it 😉

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      • I agree. Snakes are definitely worse than thorns. Especially rattlesnakes. We’ve had an abundance of them this year in the mountains, but not so much in berry patches! 🙂

        Please come visit if you’re ever out this way. I almost make up for the other crazy people here. Almost. 🙂

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  9. Balti K says:

    Looks like they’re both invading the others trust. I am a bit surprised that Eric would have a box full of photos of her though. I would not have suspected that. Intriguing though. Can’t wait to see what Pam has planned for Sookie now. I imagine the teasing will be horrible.
    Cheers, Balti K

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    • We all know Pam’s not going to make it easy on Sookie. LOL. Yeah, well…Eric keeping a box of photos may not be canon, but I had to give him a dirty little secret too, and he definitely doesn’t seem like the type to keep a journal. 🙂 I just wanted to show that he’s obsessed with her, and that he’s not apologetic at all. I do hope you loved it! Thanks so much for commenting!

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  10. Brianna says:

    Naughty box haha spoke should be flattered she kept the bullet

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  11. Duckbutt says:

    Great chapter –juicy (in more ways than one) 🙂 Now…will it be Pam that knocks some sense into these two? Well….it’s more Sookie that Eric –Eric seems raren’ to go at least in making the relationship physical.
    Now…we have to go back to the Stackhouse homestead to see how Eric is doing with those new-fangled tampon thingys 🙂
    Pat

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    • I’m still laughing! Poor Eric with the tampon experience. I feel for the guy. Yep, it’s Sookie that needs some sense knocked into her…Eric is going to be more than ready to go, especially with all the lovely hormones in his new body. I’m so glad you enjoyed it! Thanks for commenting!

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  12. BEGiant says:

    And the laughter continues. I can’t wait to see where you take the next few chapters.

    Have a safe trip. It is suppose to be crazy hot this weekend over here.

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    • I’m glad you enjoyed it! I’ll start working on the next one asap!

      We got to Chicago safely, and it’s not the heat that bothers me as much as the humidity. But, I must admit, it’s not as humid as Virginia in September…so I’m doing alright. 🙂 Thanks so much for commenting!

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  13. Loftin says:

    That was hilarious. I can just pictur pammy crackin up. 🙂 Dear ms. Stackhouse I must say “pot meet kettle” lol! Sookie you snooped as well, doesn’t matter if you’re following your super nose. Hehe. Can’t wait to find out what they get in to next.

    Have fun at the wedding and your only allowed one body per 2night stay. Lol

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    • You’re killing me! One body per 2 night stay? Ugh. No fair…although I think my husband would protest if I had more than one. LOL.

      Oh yes. Sookie=pot Eric=kettle. No way around it. They both have dirty little secrets, and now they can have it out…or in. Either way. 🙂 Thanks so much for commenting!

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  14. Cassandramrph says:

    I followed you here from fanfiction!!!!!!! LOVE LOVE LOVE your writings!

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  15. Vilannh says:

    So glad to see you moved over here so we can get all the dirty details and not worry about the story being removed. I love how Sookie keeps giving into her vamp tendencies then feels bad about it…lol. I can’t wait to see what trouble Pam can get her into without Eric around

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    • I love the idea of Pam and Sookie spending a little time together…oh the possibilities! She definitely can’t control Eric’s urges, and Eric doesn’t know what to do with all of her hormones. It’s all good, right? 🙂

      I’m glad you followed me here, it might be unnecessary, since I don’t know how serious FF is about deleting accounts, but I’m just being cautious. It would suck to lose everything because someone reported me for MA content. Thanks for commenting!

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  16. Mindy says:

    Loved this chapter. When Sookie found the black box and it’s contents I was laughing so hard. She sure liked the shirt “2x in fact”. I like how it was hard for both of them to say goodbye. Great chapter!!!!!!!

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  17. ilovevikings says:

    Omg, i loved it! Eric has a black box full of sookie! What a naughty boy, lol! I swear each chapter just keeps getting better and better! Enjoy your trip!

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    • You are too kind to me, and you’re making me blush with the compliments! I’m so glad you’re enjoying my naughty stalker/obsessive characters. Pot and kettle for sure!

      The trip is good so far…we didn’t die on the plane and managed to get to our hotel without any problems. Now I get to go swimming…and then I’ll get to the next chapter! Thanks for commenting!

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  18. Yerelly says:

    Loved the part where Sookie (in Eric’s body) wants to drink her own blood no matter where it comes from.LOL.

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  19. Els says:

    Wow, that was something I didn’t expect, Eric turning out to be a stalker.. in this case not necessarily a bad thing though:) love this chapter and your blog!

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    • Thank you for the love for my blog! You’re nice to me, and I just hope I can make it up to you with some serious smut. 🙂 I wouldn’t cry about Eric stalking me. Not even a little bit. 🙂 I’m so glad you loved it! Thanks for commenting!

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  20. raine says:

    Sookie and Eric need to taik to each other they both have strong feeling for the other. What a good story. keep it up. lorr

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  21. lana01 says:

    Ooh, I loved it! I really like that in everything they are bothlearning to love themselves through each other. So cool.

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  22. Lauinia says:

    Oh, lascivious Eric is truly a joy!

    This is one of my favourite fics. The gender swapping is fascinating and such a new twist on the Eric and Sookie love story. I really do love getting a notification to say that you’ve posted a new chapter… I’m desperate for the next installment! When, oh when will they finally get it on?! The tension is off the scale! x

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    • Thank you so much for leaving such a lovely comment! I am so thrilled to hear that you are enjoying the story! I love writing them in the wrong bodies. It is definitely mind-bending, not to mention possessive pronoun confusing! I think it might be a little while longer before they get it on… Thanks for sharing the love! 🙂

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  23. Annie says:

    Sorry about the delay in reviewing. Ive been traveling and taking a break from fanfic. But I am back. I really dont like fanfic.net anymore.. they suck. Doesnt every girl wish for a guy atleast once to experience a period? I know I have so many times. It’s great to see one even if fictionally getting one. Payback is a bitch.

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    • Don’t be sorry for taking a while to review! I’m just thrilled that you did! I just got back from Chicago myself, so I know what you mean about taking a while to get back in the swing of things! 🙂

      I know I wish every man could experience the joys of being a woman…maybe they’d be a little nicer if they did! 🙂 I hope you enjoyed it! Thanks for reviewing! 🙂

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  24. Lil kaza says:

    Wow found your story the other week and am now all caught up. I love this story v unique and have not seen anything like it before. It’s so refreshing to see a story like it. Keep up the good work! It’s fab! Update soon!

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    • Thank you so much for commenting and sharing the love! I do so love to hear from new readers!

      I have loved writing Switched, and if you love it, you should check out my other stories as well. 🙂 All of the rest of them aren’t so lacking in lemons. They are actually bursting with lemons, and so will Switched, just as soon as I get these two together and make it happen. 🙂

      Thanks again…I hope you enjoy the others, and I’ll be posting soon! 🙂

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  25. ljhjelm says:

    I wonder how long they can keep torturing each other. LOL I love it.
    Linda

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  26. Betsy says:

    So they both have their secrets. Glad they are both getting to experience each others frustrations, pains and urges! So much fun to read. Thanks

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    • Oh yes, they both have their secrets. What we have here is a little bit of the pot calling the kettle black. Eric is getting the short end of the deal at this point, but you have to admit that his life is a lot cushier than hers. 🙂 She does have to deal with his urges though, and that is definitely difficult. Thanks for commenting…you’re almost caught up!

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  27. jtedrick1 says:

    I loved that Eric kept a piece of her shirt, and why not? I mean Sookie kept the bullet… Another fantastic chapter! 😉

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    • Yep, that’s what I thought too. If she’s keeping parts of him, he should be keeping parts of her. I always see them as equals though, including the stalker department. Equally obsessed, equally in love, equally enjoying each other…you name it! 🙂

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  28. romantic2soul says:

    They need to give up the blame game and consider what each actually found. Did Eric read how much Sookie’s found him totally unattractive and couldn’t stand to be around him. And did Sookie find half a dozen black boxes for half a dozen women or even one other women. I also hope she notices Eric’s body doesn’t react that way to anyone else. Even the part fairy Andre brought with him she noticed his smell but didn’t nearly lose it like she does when she smells Sookie.
    I bet is Pam really going to have some fun with Sookie(in Eric’s Body) I’m sure there is lots of fun to be had while keeping her busy at Fangtasia.

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    • You totally nailed it. They both need to stop being so stupid for sure, and just accept their mutual attraction! I usually don’t write angst into my stories, but I couldn’t resist a little here. Made the making up part so much happier! 🙂

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  29. I feel like they’re even steven on snooping to be honest. Eric’s seems slightly creepier – but more fitting to a vamp (It’s not like he’s keeping a diary).

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    • I thought his creepiness was pretty fitting for a vamp (I’m glad it didn’t come off as too creepy). They are even, if only Sookie could stop being stubborn for a second, she’d see it too. 🙂 Thanks again for reviewing!

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