He would keep it to himself and possibly use it if he needed it to get Vicki back to his room. The bar was closing and Coach paid the bill. Coach knew...this was the moment. He would have to make the move now or it would be never. As they were walking to the elevator, Coach turned to her and asked her to join him in his room for one last cocktail. She hesitated, but told him that she really needed to get back to her room. That is when Coach decided to use his wild card and bring up busting her. I wondered if my neighbors would be interested in lunch. What better way to become more intimately acquainted. Sunday lunch. Or, if they were late sleepers, Sunday brunch, even. There was an IHOP nearby.All right, so some people sneer at IHOP. I'm not one of them, OK?I remembered both girls' full names, and tried the telephone directory. They were both in there -- with the usual feeble female attempt at avoiding calls from perverts:"S. Winthrop" was in there, and so was "M. A. Mathis". The. .she could even feel my erection. I could see her cleavage as she bent down to wipe off the soup out of ma pants…my eyes were glued to her cleavage and I could see her pinkish nipples from below. She saw me starring at her cleavage ..I thought she might give a different look but she gave a different smile. I could make out from her smile that she was interested in me. I went closer to her and she came closer to me. I caught hold of her and kissed her red lips. My hands were moving over her ass. After thirteen more days of successful missions, 1st Squad arrived at the first designated R&R station. Since cellphone use was prohibited while on the course, this was Bob and Bret's first chance to call home. Diane answered the phone, and had to talk to Bob for a few minutes.Bob handed the phone to Bret and the first sound that he heard was "Dada, dada" after a little quiet he heard a different voice say. "Dada, Mama, home."Heather picked up the phone at that point and said," Surprise,.