They let us in.

*Harley has an accent and that's why some of her words are misspelled*

After the men finished discussing their choices with each other, they turned to us and one of them said, "Follow us." They opened the door and led us through the building. As we walked I noticed how all the men looked at Vicki. They were probably starved for some 'feminine attention'. I never struggled in that area of my life. I always knew I was well endowed in the pleasure organ area. 8 inches soft and 4 inches wide. Vicki was clearly uncomfortable with her situation, which is definitely understandable. She *was* ****, bound, gagged, and offered as a tribute so someone could visit a crazy lady.

After a few minutes of walking, the goons stopped us and one of them walked forward to the center of the room. I wasn't sure but he looked really nervous. He cleared his throat and said, "U-u-um, Ms. Harley? You have a visito-" *BANG* I dropped down in response to the clear sound of a gunshot. The goon fell backwards and we could see a hole in his forehead. "I THOUGHT I TOLD YA BOZOS NOT TA BOTHA ME WHEN I'M IN HERE!", came a voice from above us. Another goon started talking, "Y-you did, Ms. Quinn, but we thought that-" *BANG* and once again, the goon drops. "I DON'T KEEP YA AROUND TA THINK. I KEEP YA AROUND TA DO WHAT I SAY!" The last goon steps forward and I almost feel bad for him.

He very quickly says, "You have a visitor with an present Boss." After a second we hear Harley respond "Well why didn't ya just say so. Bring 'em over here." Then the goon says just about the dumbest thing he could say, "Sorry for back talking Boss, but that's what Danny was trying to say before you shot him." Harley responds by saying "What did I say to the last guy? Just do what I say. If you make me wait I'll have your dick removed surgically and feed it to you." The goon turns back to Vicki and I and waves us over. By the time I reach the goon I can see that he's sweating bullets, clearly scared that Harley would make good on her threat.