by Pam Swynford De Beaufort Thu May 17, 2012 3:34 pm
The french rolled of his tongue like a sin...and when he said the word "tuer" {kill} she nearly wet herself. She had a sensational appetite for sex and blood, preferably at the same time together. As the men took off one way, she led the female to the dining area which had a long table filled with food. She wrinkled her nose at the smell, curiously looking at the servants to which smelled horribly of arousal. Eric had done something...he was so clever. She watched the female pick and choose what to eat. Walking slowly behind her as she ate, running her hands along the woman's arms. "Eat up, you'll need your energy." She said in a sexy seductive tone. The woman looked up at Pam with a smile. Completely ignorant to what was happening. Eric was indeed the best businessman out there, fooling men to bowing to him and giving him what he desired. She peeked into the foyer where the men talked business and watched him do his thing. Her core aching to screw the shit out of him, covered in blood...making him scream for more. She smirked and turned to the servants. "être allé!" {Be gone!} They believed Eric and Pam to be French. So she held up appearances. Once alone, she slid her body onto the table to sit and crossed her leg over the other. Watching the woman eat. She grabbed a strawberry in her fingers and leaned in slowly to the woman, licking her lips. The woman opened her mouth and bit into the strawberry, just as the men entered. She looked at the male who had his eyes on her. She ran a hand along her leg to seduce him. "Hungry?"