Roger got up and for a moment was startled by the motion of some one walking past the end of his bed. It was Heather she was wearing a tight tee shirt that had a low neck line showing off her nice B-cup. "I'm going to go get Breakfast from the continental buffet do you want me to bring you something up?"
"No, I'll order it from room service. It might be too hard for you to bring up three meals. Thanks though."
"Daniel doesn't really eat breakfast."
"Oh ok, but still I have to watch what I eat during tournaments."
"Ok see you in a few."
When she came back she had a bowl of cereal, I little carton of milk and a large banana. She sat across from him at the small table. She started to peel the banana "So you're here to practice right? I mean the tournament doesn't start for a day or two and you have a bye in the first round. Or am I wrong?"
"No, your right. I'm here to practice." Roger watched her hands as she slowly pulled back the peel of the banana images for his dream danced in the back of his head. He pulled he's eyes up only to see her nod her head in agreement that just added to the images in the back of his head.
"How's the arm? I really didn't mean to hurt you."
"Its fine but, I do think you meant to at least hurt the stranger in your room. Besides I was warned about you."
"Yeah Daniel can be smart sometimes and a complete idiot other times. Mostly when you're on TV or when Real Madrid is playing. I swear I could stand in front of the TV naked and he would only notice me enough to tell me to get out of the way."
He noticed the sadness and longing in her voice. "Well that's not good if you were my wife I'd notice you."
She actually cracked up laughing. "Please you wouldn't have noticed me at all if I hadn't twisted your arm. Besides," She looked over at Daniel sleeping on the bed, "he's not that bad he a great and understanding guy but, every guy has something that will distract him from sex. I'm sure you'd quit having sex if it would win you Roland Grand. Admit and no lying."
He laughed, "I can't deny it if I know that giving up sex would mean that I could bet Nadal at Roland Grand I'd give it up in a heart beat. But it would be hard." He winked at her and she cracked up laughing.
She looked at her banana "you know when I was little I could fit a whole banana in my mouth with out biting it I wonder if I still can?" She lowered her head and brought the banana up to her lips and opened them around it. She was being so careful not to break it that she had the images dancing around Roger's head again. As she got the last inch of the banana in her mouth Roger couldn't help but moan.
He quick got up and said to her, "I've got to get a shower in could you get my breakfast when it comes," and took off to the bath room. He turned the shower on and stepped into the icy jets of the shower. He heard the knock on the door and the mummer of voices as Heather accepted the food.
Heather knocked on the Bathroom door. "Your food is here you may want to eat it before it gets to cold."
"Ok, I'll be out in a second." He stepped out sure that he now had his mind and body under his control again. He wrapped a towel around his waist and slipped on his robe. Silently scolding him self for not bringing a change of cloths in with him. He noticed his food set on the table but, Heather had moved she was eating her cereal while sitting on Daniel's lap. He nuzzled her neck and she sputtered.
