She didn't so much -mind-  the taste or smell herself. and she caught his hand before he could leave, grinning.  "It wasn't a directive..  besides I'm pretty sure I'm the pet over here..  I don't mind you smelling like that..  hell I'd go tell all those girls what you can do if I weren't afraid of having to beat them off you with a stick" she stuck her tongue out and then let him go.<br/><br/>Once he'd gone she went and dug around in her bags.  he'd suggested a bathing suit, and now she knew -why- and she was glad she'd picked one up.  It was a bikini, of course, but nothing too terribly revealing.  It was black and simple really, a halter style top with a large silver ring in the center between her breasts, similar rings at her hips on the bottoms.  She had her hair wound up in a bun on her head, and a light weight sarong with black and purple swirls wrapped lightly around her hips, billowing a little as she walked.<br/><br/>When he came in and gaped at her she giggled, turning in a circle, then padding over and kissing him softly.<br/><br/>"Ok..  now that is good for the ego" she murmured softly.