January 6th Meeting

January 6 2010 Meeting of the True Blood Anonymous Group

I walked into the beautifully appointed meeting room and began to brew coffee in our brand new coffee maker and set out the clean red ceramic cups and made the various forms of nevermind available. We had a rollicking New Years on the forum and other places. I shivered at the thought of my very special time with my counselor. I wondered if Fairy thought about her time with the lead counselor. I for one hoped that she had calmed him down. He was very upset when I spoke to him and then, before I left….I sighed over that too.

Red Headed Harlot (Eric Lover) came in and sat her purse down on her chair and came over and claimed a cup and poured a heaping helping of Irish wallop into her cup and waited patiently until the coffee was finished brewing. We had been busy during the holidays and we had not spent as much time on the forum but what time we spent, we spent it speculating. With the ensuing bout of confusion about that infernal pooch among the Eric Girls, there was in turn talk of the new woman in Eric’s life. Perhaps we would speak of her.

God Speed came in with a big plate of decorated sugar cookies. I immediately grabbed one and munched it while I waited for the coffee. Butter came in with some lovely cinnamon confection and I ate my cookie quickly to grab one of those lovely warm treats. Junkies are known for their sugar cravings and I needed the extra energy. Here we were 21 ½ weeks until June and it was so close yet so far away.

God Speed and I chatted about the award show and all the things we still had to do, gathering up jpegs, and film clips and beginning the voting process, which was moving along.

Renee and Burke and Lina and Linzy and Bella and Sal came in. By then the coffee was finished and the room was fragrant with the smells of coffee and alcohol. Westexan stepped into the room with Dude walking behind her, clucking and complaining about why she was here and she should be home and relaxing, her coming out party so close. He did not relax until she was safely deposited into one of the new comfy chairs with the lumbar support.

“Hiya mommy,” I said, bringing her a cold sprite and one of the cinnamon goodies. “”Westexan, you cannot break your water or give birth here, I don’t know nuthin’ about birthin’ no babies.”
“I think I will be okay,” she said. Mel and Liz came in and got their coffee and goodies and we all began to move to the circle and settle. I looked over at Fairy. She had the look of someone completely sated. Yeah, she had a good time with the lead counselor. Vi and Minnie were settling down with their cups and treats and chatting about the challenges of finding that perfect Valentines dress.
Before we knew it, the lights had gone out and our counselors simply appeared at their places.

“The first meeting of the New Year,” said my counselor in his soft southern. “I am so happy we are all together. What shall we discuss tonight?”
“I wish to thank Aslinn for the wonderful little piece she sent me out of her newest literary acquisition. I was moved to laughter,” said the deep voice at the door. I looked at Red Headed Harlot and rolled my eyes. What he had actually texted me was ROTFLMAO. “I had been….quite….upset…last week.”

Burke shifted uncomfortably in her chair along with Lina and Linzy. Burke muttered something under her breath.

“What was that?” asked the lead counselor. I could hear the soft giggle of the young counselor and the lady counselor’s terse cluck of tongue against teeth, impatient.
“I SAID…”began Burke angrily, “There is a big reason for the Eric girls to be upset right now.”
“Please, go one Burke,” said the lady counselor. I could see the lead counselor do some uncharacteristic shifting from one foot to the other.
“I’m just saying that we don’t appreciate that…woman…in Eric’s life,” said Burke. “The dancer.”
“What about her?” said the lead counselor.
“Well, she’s a tramp, she’s a trollop, she’s…”said Burke, at a loss for words.
“A slattern?” offered the young counselor.
“Don’t encourage them,” I heard the lady counselor mutter to her protégé.

“What about this liaison troubles you, “asked my southern counselor. I could tell by the subtle tone of his voice that he was amused.

“Well, we don’t like seeing him all touched up by that low, common, sleazy…wench!!!” said Lina.
“Yeah, I mean, the Big Viking is ours,” said Linzy. “We love him…”
“Yeah, but he is a man,” I said. “He has needs. Besides putting Sookie in a lip lock a couple of times in a dream he hasn’t gotten any…companionship.”
“Well, how will you feel if Bill hooks back up with his maker?” asked Dude.
“It is something I have come to terms with. It happens in the world of the Connection so it will happen in the world of the Source,” I said. “You know girls, Eric is free and waaaaaayyyy over 21. He can date if the spirit moves him.”
They did not look convinced. I rolled my eyes as Red Headed Harlot did.

“I like it that Eric is getting with someone, maybe then it will make him wonder what human relationships are like and maybe prompt him to investigate a relationship with Sookie,” said Red Headed Harlot. “Besides, what if she in the employ of the queen, has anyone thought the queen could be using her to infiltrate Eric’s slice of Louisiana and keep tabs on him?”

You could hear a pin drop. The lead counselor looked down at the southern counselor. They exchanged glances.

“Do you think so?” asked the lead counselor.
“Sure,” said Red Headed Harlot. “I mean, she appears out of nowhere and he becomes interested in her and….it has happened before with Daphne and Sam.”
“But wouldn’t that make it obvious?” I asked.
“Maybe,” she said. “But it would make sense at the same time. Nobody would expect it, they would say: ‘No way, the Source wouldn’t do that, he’s done it before,’ but that is when it would strike and nobody would really expect it.”

“I think we should end it right there,” said the lady counselor.
“Yes, we should,” said the lead counselor. “We have a lot to think about.”