George and Honey lingered in bed.  It was late in the morning, but they had placed the DO NOT DISTURB sign on the door to prevent any interruptions.

He walked his fingers playfully across the sheer sheet covering Honey’s back.

“So, what do you say?  Another round?” George asked.

Honey sat up suddenly and playfully pushed him.  “Ha!  Nice try.  This girl needs to eat,” she said.  “I’ll go get showered and cleaned up.”

“Wait a minute,” George said.  “Let’s just order room service.  We’ve got a great room, and time on our hands.”  He held his hand out to her pleadingly.

“Listen, George, I didn’t come all the way to New York to lay around in bed.  We&rsquo...

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