It was forbidden for them to say for whom they had voted, or to canvass votes on behalf of themselves or anyone else. A Monsignor O'Leary representing...His Eminence the Cardinal Archbishop would hear the choice of each of the forty-odd Sisters in the confessional and would convey the consensus to the Archbishop, who would confirm the choice, or not, as he saw fit. It was unusual for him to overrule the vote, but he could order a second vote if he considered the selected nun to be incapable,. "Rough day?" she asked."They're all rough days," Don sighed after taking a gulp of his martini. "But it means a lot more money." Sometimes I wonder if it's worth the money," Vicky said as she leaned over to kiss him.She planted her mouth on his and kissed him hungrily, wriggling her tongue between his lips. No response. She probed his mouth with her hot little tongue and sensuously caressed the back of his neck. Still no response.She drew back and looked at him. "Honey, I really worry about. Looking in to the bumper car they would see two sharp spikes about 8 or 9 inches long, "You will each be sent out in the reserve in one of these, this is a modified version of the Jessica 3000 we named the Jessica MachOne, when you are seated into the machine one spike will be set in your cunt the other in your ass" he said looking at the girls staring into the Jessica MachOne on display, "Any question's?" he asked.Jessica was just as curious as the other but the others being afraid to ask the. Not in a violent way, but playful, yet assertive. "Don't misunderstand me, Mr. Wilson, I like you, but I have no problem with lying about you." She brought my finger to her mouth and sucked it, all the while still rubbing her pussy. "Sit down, Sir. Do what I say and you won't get in any trouble. You'll enjoy it." I shook my head as I slowly sat back down. She grinned, letting her rubbing become more intense, "Don't be afraid to look Sir. I want you to enjoy it... enjoy me." I knew it was wrong..