Greet Kyle

Beth picked out a flowered sundress, a cute pink bra and thong, and got dressed. She gave her hair some attention with the blow dryer and brush before heading downstairs just in time to hear the doorbell ring.
"Coming!!" {if Shame < 50
}Well....not yet...{endif
}
When Beth opened the door, she was greeted by a tall, young man in a tight green t shirt stretched over a toned chest and decent biceps. His high and tight haircut screamed military. Kyle Palmer was definitely Brian's brother: same jawline, same cheekbones, but Kyle's face was a little rounder, and he was taller than his older brother by an inch at least. He smiled a big grin when he saw her{if Shame < 70
} that gave her an embarrassing flutter of butterflies in her stomach. {else
}, and she had to fight down the flutter it caused in her midsection. Stop that.{endif
}
"You must be Beth. It's a pleasure to meet you ma'am." Kyle extended his hand. "Palmer.. ahem...I mean... Kyle."
Beth bypassed his hand, giving him a warm hug. "Wilson, Beth Wilson. It's nice to meet you, Palmer." Beth chuckled playfully. "Come in, please! I'm so excited to finally meet you. Make yourself at home." {if Shame < 50
}He's cute alright.{endif
}
Beth led Kyle to the living room, where he dropped his big green duffel, stenciled with "Palmer" in all caps. He took a seat on the couch, sighing with released tension and a good hint of weariness. Beth planted herself opposite from him in the loveseat.