"As a matter of policy, I have to do this in private. I'm sorry. Now, there are two incidents we need to discuss. First, I need you to describe what h...ppened at the track."I told him about it, every part I could remember. I also told him about the apology.He commented that the apology was both a good thing and a smart one. I began to suspect why we were alone. "Is this being recorded?" Yes. I'm sorry, I should have made that clear in the beginning. Will that affect what you say in any way?". When time was up, I turned to run and shower, only to realize it was the day to helpwith the challenged kids. I turned back around to see Davy bending overto get his shirt from the floor. I turned quickly, just in case it was enoughto spark up anything. I was safe. When I glanced back again he was shirt'd,and a group of kids were coming in the door. "Hey guys!" I smiled at each one of them, and they looked thrilled. I was gladthat I could help them be happy; it made me feel good. The next 30. Philip felt his cock growing very hard in his briefs as he realized that he'd been right and Bethany was asking Roger if he'd remembered to put her diaphragm in the suitcase when he'd packed for the trip. He loved it when he heard comments that told him Roger was holding out the case that contained Bethany's diaphragm and he heard his son say that he'd also packed a box of new lubricated condoms that he'd bought that day at Walmart. That was all Philip needed to know. Now he knew for sure that. I grabbed the remaining tumbler from the desk -- luckily the hotel wasn't so cheap it used plastic cups -- and inverted it so the mouth was against the wall. It made a crude but very effective amplifier as I pressed my ear to its base and wiggled my head a little to achieve the best sound transfer.And there it was again; louder this time. A definite female exhalation followed by some shifting of the bed springs. Jackpot! A possible solo woman with some sexual energy to burn. I began to feel the.