"I'm sorry, Sister uhm…."
"Violet. Sister Violet." The woman folded her leg over the other as she rested her forearm under her breasts, effectively pushing them up in order to show more of her cleavage.
"... Yes, Sister Violet. I'm sorry, but I thought you were going to show me around the fortress, were you not?"
"And I have. Have I not?" Violet whipped her deep purple hair back and licked her succulent, black-lipstick, lips.
'You call walking me through a long, ominous hallway a tour?'
"What are you waiting for?" Violet asked, flipping the opposite leg over the other. "Don't keep me waiting. Hurry up and take off those clothes. Mommy has some pent-up frustrations she would like to vent. But don't worry. I promise you'll enjoy it."
But instead of doing what she asked, Kurt stood his ground, his hand moving toward the hidden switchblade in his belt. "I'm afraid I have to decline. I'm already devoted to another... and while I appreciate the gesture, I have other things to do."
