Like any drunk, obedient and horny guy, I obeyed. I lied down and then she mounted me. She held both my hands and put them on her tits and started gri...ding her crotch against mine. This was getting too hot for me to handle and my dick was straining to come out. She realised my discomfort soon but continued grinding her pussy against the length of my dick. Suddenly she got up and undid my jeans. I got the message and pulled them down along with my boxers.She got rid of her panty held my dick in. So, taking out a fifty-dollar bill I set it on the table, grab my coat folding it over my left arm. I leisurely and purposefully look over his facial features again, then plaster a fake smile on my face.“No thanks.” That outta get him going.Something twitches behind his eyes. Knew it. As I start to walk past him, he grabs a hold of my wrist and it sends bolts of adrenaline up my arm and into my bloodstream.“I insist. A lady that got stood up shouldn’t be leaving here alone.”“You didn’t ask me. " Dave," Shae added. "Why don't you ride in the motor home this leg? We're just going back to the apartment and deal with the stuff there." All right," he said, realizing there was stuff in the van to go to the Albrights. Shae had promised to take care of it; presumably she or the McClellans would be performing the sad task. "Shae, you and Emily are fantastic; I can't believe you organized it so well, just for me." Like everybody's been saying, no big deal," she smiled.Thus it was that Dave had. 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 dolled 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.