A knock came at the door just as she covered herself beneath the blanket.  He had watched her slip into the bed and felt so at peace with her in is room and so very much his lover, both in the ways of the heated physical relationship, and in the spirit of the love that had already grown between them.  He sighed as he walked to the door and opened it.<br/><br/>The room service waiter was polite as he crossed the room, and yet his eye was drawn to the lady beneath the covers, which would be rather a normal thing to happen.  Jeremiah asked him to put the tray on the table by the patio doors and rummaged in his pants pocket quickly to find something to give as a tip for the young man.  As he palmed a twenty into the man’s hand he walked him to the door casually.  The waiter smiled as he turned to give his thanks and with a wink said “I hope you two are having a great visit to the islands….we take pride in being the best destination for visitors to find the tranquility of peace and love here.”  He glanced down and could see that Jeremiah still had a pronounced bulge and giggled as he turned and left the room.<br/><br/>Jeremiah went to the table and picked up the tray of delights, taking note that they had included all that was requested and neatly arranged the fruits in the shape of each type paired with its own.  The slices of melon gave the look of legs and torso, while the cherries and strawberries perched neatly atop of them looking very much like the full breasts of a woman.  He chuckled as he noted the can of whipped cream nestled between two think slices of mango and sort of pointing to the other fruits as would his phallus.<br/><br/>He carried the tray to the bed and set it near the foot of it saying “Look Marti, they are even artistic about this “love bird” tray” with a loud chuckle to cap his statement.  He picked up a strawberry and dipped it in the small bowl of honey and carried it to he face as he said “Open up doll, time for something sweet to touch those lips.”<br/>