As soon as they hit Vegas, the four nuns ditched their habits, and did the rounds of all the beauty shops, the boutiques, and the shopping malls. All ...olled up, made up, and ready to go, they spent the entire weekend “out on the town” in Vegas, having a marvelous time, and catching the red-eye back home Sunday night.Monday morning they went to their parish priest, and asked him if he could hear their confessions that morning, to which the priest replied, “Certainly sisters, just line up here. Yet here it was right in front of me. I was drawn to it. I had to have it in spite of my misgivings. As I touched it I was surprised at how warm it was. It was rock hard yet felt like velvet. I stroked it like it was my own. Well don't just rub it girl I can do that myself he said. It was now or never. I slowly put my lips on it. I kissed the tip and felt the head slide past my lips and into my mouth. Did he push it in or did I go down on it ? It didn't matter because at that moment I knew. I bet our friend here did this to himself but I don’t know why he did it now. Unless he didn’t know we were coming. Keep an eye on him while I look around.”Jan took a quick look around the house, checking all the rooms. When she was satisfied that no one else was there she came back. “Well, it looks like we’re alone and, from the message on his machine; his wife won’t be home until Sunday. This is turning out to be an interesting day.”“What are you talking about?”“Well, how often do you run. ” I looked over Brock’s shoulder, where in the shadows surrounding the hut, Crystal was biting her lip, looking as guilty as could be. I glanced over at Prestira, whose porcelain face was flushed, her skin glimmering beautifully, her white eyes transfixed on me. Zander was staring a hole through Certiok’s head, Certiok was ogling him back, Trenok was rubbing his shoulder as he gazed at Patricia, who was returning the look with red ravenous eyes. With effort, I raised the knife over my hand. It.