The Desicration of Holly's Inner Sanctum

Lestat looks worridly over Michael's shoulder "Michael are you sure she's going to be busy for a while?"Michael looks reasuringly at his comrad

"Ofcourse I'm sure, he pauses to make a funny face "She's talking to Drew" Michael gose back to picking the lock on the large dark blue door. Through all of this Lestat still dos not seem to reasured, as he stands on the look out.

"You know I tried to do this once before, and I almost got raped!"
Michael looks up slowly, and confidently

"My dear friend it is simply impossable to rape the willing. Now hang on a secound I think I got this lock to give." Lestat starts to fidget with his jacket.

"All right my friend, but I still say this is a bad idea. So be quick."
Michael stands up, and takes a step back.

"Well here it gose open seaseme"He gives the door a swift kick sending it flying opened. The two men continue to step silently inside Holly's room.

"Mon du, Lestat wispers, I never knew it was like this" He glances in aew at the room that suround him.The walls are painted with a light green, posters of semenaked men adorn the walls a ceiling. While piles of suprisingly clean clothes lie strewn a cross the floor, and there is a lingering sweet smell of incense in the air.

"Wow, Michaels eyes search unabaded. He stops suddenly his gaze rests upon the small unmade bed. "Well lets see what our little gothic barbie has under here"
Lestat looks up from the teen magizine with Orlando Blooms face on the cover. "Lestat I'm going to need your help lifteing up this mattres"

"Ah what now I was just about to read the six new ways to please my man."

"Lestat stop messing around you can read "seventeen" later!"
Michael takes up one edge of the mattres, and Lestat follows suit. With one good shove the mattres gives way.Michael, Lestat stares in bewilderment at what lies before them.
Michael recovers from the shock first. "Dear "Penthouse"

"Thats just not natural!" Lestat mutters.

"Oh thats natural alright thats very natural!"

"Yeah but how thats what I'd like to know she's not eightteen she can't even pass her self off as eightteen. So she couldn't have got theses her self at lest not legitametly!"

"Oh she's a wile one our little girl she obvusly found a way"

"Michael I have never seen so much porn in my intire existence"

"I know Lestat isn't it beautiful"

"Wow I wish she would wear this around the house" Lestat says as he holds up a black catsuite.

"Yeah you, and me both. Hay is that a whip?" Michael picks it up "Jesus tit that is a whip!"
Meanwhile Lestat has managed to handcuff himself. At the same time a third presence has made it's way in to the tiny room.

"WHAT THE HELL DO YOU TWO THINK YOUR DOING!" Holly screams.
Lestat and Michael look at each other excepctently then start talking all at the same time.

"WWWell you see cherri we were just researching in here, and then Michael here lost his contact lens, and we thought it might have fallen under the mattres." Lestat manages to stammer out nervesly.

"Lestat just stop do you think I'm really going to belive that story." She looks from one to the other.Lestat, and Michael both hang their heads in shame.
"I really should beat the crap out of both of you."
Michael looks up at her, then looks at the whip. He holds it out to her hopefuly.
"You wish angel boy, now go on get out of here both of you. Oh and Michael leave that here"
The two men walk back out of the room. Lestat pause at the door, and turns to face The small goth girl.

"Mon cherri do you think you could give me the keys to these?" Lestat holds up his hadcuffed arms. Holly smiles.

"No Lestat I seem to have missplacesed the keys"


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