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Author: DaneFin Published: 6/5/2008 story views: 2810
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home, one of the cooks came around and said there was a room service that needed to be delivered and asked if I could deliver it as a special request.
"Special request, by whom?" I asked, although I had a good idea of who it was.
"The guest in the Presidential Suite specifically requested that you deliver this tray of fresh fruit and bottled water."
While it was a special request, I also knew that if I went upstairs, Mitch would want to talk, and I knew that I could get in serious trouble for being in a guest room, with a guest. So I went to the MOD and explained the situation, I clocked out and headed to the service elevator used by staff. Even though I wasn't working, I was still staff, still in uniform delivering room service and couldn't use the guest elevators.
Before I went up I grabbed my gym bag of street clothes and workout gear and put it on the bottom shelf of the service cart. Covered by a draped tablecloth, it was hidden.
I rang the bell to the suite and waited. I could hear voices inside the room talking, but nearing the door. When the door opened Mitch's dinner companions stepped into the hall all saying good night. Mitch held the door open as I pushed the cart in unloaded the items onto the top of the bar. I then grabbed my gym bag and set it out of the way.
"God, Steve," he said in his deep voice, his eyes showing that twinkle again. "It really is great to see you again." and he again came around to hug me.
We hugged for several seconds and then he broke away and walked to the bar taking off his tie and undoing the top few buttons of his dress shirt.
"Can I fix you a drink?" He asked as he set a glass on the top and filled it with ice.
"Brandy-Water," I said as I walked across the floor toward him.
"Too bad you're still in uniform. You look uncomfortable."
I grabbed the bag from under the cart and told him I had a change of clothes and headed for one of the bathrooms to change.
There were four suites on the Presidential Floor. The Presidential suite was the largest and occupied nearly one third of the floor and had floor to ceiling windows overlooking the city and surrounding area. It wasn’t the tallest in the city, but from 15 floors up it still had a commanding view.
The suite had a