There is my hunting. Did you know that we hunt here, in the full hunting pink, with hounds?" No, Sir. That was an aspect of life in Kobekistan which h...d escaped my notice. I knew, of course, that the highest order of chivalry here is the Royal Huntsmen, but I never realised that there was a hunt." Oh, yes. A very fine sight these local dignitaries make in English hunting pink on fine horses. The only way you would know it wasn't the Quorn or some other English meet is that all the Kobekistanis. Your bright features lit up the doorway and I extended my hand with a dainty “Hello.” Upon taking my hand you tugged me into the doorway, tipped my chin up and captured my lips. Such an intense kiss had me dropping my bag on the floor. You suckled on my lower lip then trailed kisses to my neck, whispering right beneath my ear “Hello Gameela”.You could feel me shiver in your arms at the sound, my fingers working your shirt up to find your hips. A chuckle of male confidence bubbled up and I stole. Well, there was enough time for Katelyn to decide she liked what she was seeing, and to climb up on her husband. And give me a knowing grin. Seemed like Public Displays of Affection were going to be a thing now I wasn’t going to be left out. That was more than okay; I reckoned Mel and I could more than hold our own in a kissing and hugging contest against an old married couple like my sister and brother-in-law.Instead, it was ‘let’s all tease Mike’ time again.Mom pitched a real doozy first up.. .. ing- you-know what!"Bettina was not that upset because the splash had pretty much missed her precious hair-do and she could prance and pose for the other young guys looking in her direction. She made a big deal of bending over to fix her flip flops and aimed her backside at the guys sitting on the dock with eyes for the girls in tight bikinis. Her bikini was actually a little loose in the back and it made things a lot more interesting because when she was standing up straight, the material.