There is not any particular procedure only, and most important of all, usually either finger-clitoral stimulation or cunnilingus to produce guaranteed orgasm at some point. Women seem to have a more sustained energy level after orgasm. And it isn’t necessarily over automatically because somebody orgasms. These two subjects appear to live a happy fulfilled life; however, some of their conversation that I’ve overheard indicates that they feel somewhat uncomfortable with their peers back home, and are feeling a little pressure or fear as a result of their interactions as schoolteachers.
The two schoolteachers were the only lesbian lovers who stayed at the Manor House during the final weeks of 1966, and the trio from the vacuum cleaner company represented the motel’s first example of group sex Foos recorded, which he described in his report as “kinky.” Within a few years, however, as group sex became more popular and the Sexual Revolution received wide coverage in the media, additional bed partners would no longer be regarded as abnormal or “kinky.” This raised a financial question at Foos’s motel: Should he charge higher room rates for threesomes or foursomes than he did for couples?
As it was, extra charges were only levied on guests who checked in with pets, but such increases—a fifteen-dollar-a-day pet fee—were reimbursed when the guests checked out if the pets had caused no damage to the room’s interior or added to the burdens of the chambermaid. Still, it was with limited enthusiasm that Gerald Foos greeted arriving guests accompanied by dogs, and this was certainly true when a middle-aged vacationing couple from Atlanta arrived holding on to the leash of a large and lively hound.
Under normal circumstances, Foos would have assigned this presentable but unexceptional-looking couple to a room without viewing vents, for nothing about either individual engaged his sexual curiosity; but Foos’s prudent nature inclined him to regard their dog differently. He should be watched, Foos decided, and so after the couple had agreed to the payment policy on pets, they received a key to Room 4.
Later, in the attic, after Foos had spent an hour watching as the dog tried to sleep amid the argumentative voices of his masters, Foos wrote in The Voyeur’s Journal:
During observation this evening, I see the same disgusting pattern repeating itself with these people.
First, there is the disagreement over how much money they have spent on vacation; and how much is left!
Then there is the wife bickering over how they are wasting time, not seeing the proper attractions, and all they do when they go on vacation is watch TV! Then, the wife complains about the room and why they have to stay in this dump, instead of some large tourist hotel. This infuriates me to a degree when someone refers to my motel as a dump! It is not first-class, but it is clean, and has had guests from all walks of life. She is just trying to pick a fight with her husband, but he is a passive individual and shows little or no emotion regarding her insults. She accuses him of not accomplishing anything as a social worker, and says he will never make enough money to please her doing “this stupid work.”
Shortly thereafter, I notice the hound smelling around behind the large chair in the room and he proceeds to do his duty in a large pile behind the chair.
The subjects notice the hound’s achievement, and make an effort to remove the excrement from the carpet. She says, “The manager will never know the dog went behind the chair, because the chair covers it, and besides, we’ve cleaned it so good he will never see it.” She goes on to say: “The last motel we stayed in never found out that he went on the carpet.”
After this episode they retired to the bed, and were able to accomplish nothing except endless arguments between TV commercials. The next morning at 10 a.m. they came down to the office for their pet deposit. At this time, I asked them to accompany me to the room and proceeded with my inspection. I removed the large chair from the corner of the room, and pointed to an area of the carpet where I had seen their hound relieve himself last evening.
I said, “See that spot?” They said, “No!” I said, “Your dog soiled the rug here, and I will have to shampoo the entire carpet because you allowed your dog to dirty the room.” They appeared stunned, but didn’t resist at the idea of the motel keeping the deposit. Before they checked out, I was up in the observation platform to listen to their critique. They were immersed in a discussion of how I knew the exact position their hound had relieved himself.