Most of us also ordered something to eat while we were there. So, the manager at the local Sambo's allowed us to freely use his back room and help our...selves to the coffee. We were a sober but boisterous group. But, since we had the back room to ourselves, the restaurant manager didn't mind the noise. He often assigned his best waitress to work exclusively with our group. She, in turn, usually received a very nice tip from us. She frequently picked up a couple hundred dollars in tips for just a. A few minutes later he was posing for their cameras again, the bra nowstretched tightly across his chest. He wanted to cry as the girls snappedpicture after incriminating picture of him decked out in Karen'sunderwear.After another half hour of picture taking, the girls were satisfied theyhad enough embarrassing pictures of Tom. They'd had him pose in a varietyof positions and, not surprisingly, a bra hook had pulled loose."Look what you did, Tom," Karen admonished her brother. "Again!"Turning. Phil sat in front with Bob as he drove.Bob asked where I would like to go. I just said to find the closest motel. Bob drove a few blocks and pointed to a sign lit up saying VACANCY and said, "How about this place. Looks like they might have a room." It looks as good as any."Bob parked the car and went into the motel to register and returned shortly holding a room key.I suddenly became very nervous as we walked around to the room, not wanting to back out or anything like that, it was just, I was. At first I was annoyed that someone was going to be next door, but when I noticed how attractive she was, I wondered whether she would become a distraction. She looked to be in her thirties. She had tight faded jeans, a heavy wool flannel shirt and a baseball cap over long brown hair that came down past her shoulders. When she came back to her jeep to get a few more things, I could not take my eyes off her round ass in the tight jeans and knew I was going to have a hard time concentrating on my.