Those who were present to watch her reaction at seeing her husband again, after his long absence, were not disappointed. She dropped the stirring stic... right into the stew that she had been tending, and stood up and ran into the open arms of her man. In a display of affection that would normally be thought somewhat scandalous and unseemly, Willow threw herself into her husband's arms and wrapped her own arms around his neck. As she showered him with words and kisses, only the kisses made any. It was getting later around 10 when some girls show up, there was four of them. (For identity reasons I'm going to give them fake names) Lee, Mai, pa, and Susan showed up already tipsy from the park. We were drinking waiting for them to get back from volleyball. Since they have been drinking at volleyball it was pretty funny. I'll have to say these Hmong chicks can drink! I know my buddies can but the chicks are hardcore: like they got something to prove. Now all the other ladies were. These last few days I had been using hers as mine had run out but I didn'tsee there was any real difference apart from the fact that hers smelledslightly perfumed.I went back to the bedroom and folded my camisole and put it under thepillow before also folding Annie's pyjamas and putting them under herpillow.Yes, I know, I had always thought men wore pyjamas and women worecamisoles but Annie had shown me this company called hommemystere on theinternet who made lingerie for men.Yes, I know, why. Coming of shower, I put on a loose shirt and an evening pyjama and kept ready for making coffee for me and for the guests and went back to my paper & TV.The door bell rang after fifteen minutes. I got up to open the door to see this lady smiling and all alone. I showed her way into the hall. She carried a large bag by herself with her products. I closed the door behind us and asked to sit on the sofa. As she was settling down I had a full look at her. She was wearing a light green shifon saree.