14 CHAPTER FOURTEEN: IDEAL HOUSE WIFE

Stone turned to Issa who had been busy unpacking his suitcase,arranging his clothes, shoes and toiletries in their proper places.

"That's the job of an ideal house wife,Ma'am," he said." I think we should celebrate. I will ring room service for drinks."

"No need handsome," Issa put in as Stone reached for the phone. "I did that long ago. Remember I am the one who is giving presidential treatment not you so..." A knock on the outer door interrupted her.

She strode out of the bedroom and into the sitting room. Stone watched her go,appreciating the full butts as they wiggled voluptuously with each step. He managed to prevent himself from whistling; instead he swallowed.

Presently Issa came back bearing a tray of Remy Martin Champagne,Cognac,ice ,lemon and grape juice.

"How do you like yours," she asked, putting down the tray on the dressing table. Then ,"No,let me see...I think I remember - three quarters of a glassful of Champagne, topped with a few drops of grape juice,iced,and then a slice of lemon peeled and immersed ,right?"

"A hundred percent! And how did you know?"

Issa smiled her warm,radiant smile once more.

" Let's just say I know how my husband likes his drink"

Stone shrugged as she handed him his glass,sipped the drink and smacked his lips in appreciation.