" she said, shrugging."For how long?" Forever. But we've been waiting for this day to come," she replied."Waiting for...me?" I said."Yeah," Olivia sai.... "The arrival of a man, you, is something we've been waiting for for as long as we can remember. Everyone's very excited." That's good to hear," I said.This had to be a dream. In whatever world this was, Olivia Holt was right before me, and she and Nigella Lawson, and I don't know who else yet, had never seen a man before and were excited to see. Since when didn’t Portia look down on her brother in scorn? Since he became Acting Sheriff, a few groused in their minds, irritating even Sookie. Yes, Sookie was there, too. As was Sam. Why? Because Rene Lenier was in custody in a Bon Temps holding cell due to my tip, thus explaining Arlene’s absence. She likely was visiting Rene, sure that he had been framed.Oh, and Lafayette and Tara were there. Of course. As was Terry Bellefleur, the Marine turned fry cook. He was obviously dismayed at. I looked at him, in confusion, when he laughed and whispered, “I love you and want you”. I found a big tent in his pants, poking my bums and indicating that he was already horny. I was bold now to tease him, “after the chess game, time for sex game, sir?” “You naughty boy, you know it well and what are we waiting for?” he asked me impatiently and kissed on my cheek. With my dream man by my side, I slowly removed his shirt and the sight of his smooth, shiny, sexy, muscular body in the dim night. A tentacle slid between my chained arms while another grabbed me around the waist. It dragged me closer and positioned me so that my face was exactly where I wanted it to be, right in front of one of the best -looking cunts I had ever had the pleasure of meeting. It even smelled great, all that overflowing juice making the aroma so potent my head swam and I forgot all that was around me except that divine coochie. Without thinking about it I buried my face in her tiny little bush and extended.