We were in a downtown Chinese restaurant just after lunch yesterday. We were together, separately. What you would normally order was out of stock, so you tried the ginger beef on the waitress's recommendation. We faced each other, tables apart.
All I could think was you looked like a very nice Dominant Daddy who could give a girl a nice spanking... and suddenly what I wanted wasn't on the menu. Thanks for the fantasy. —The Hotter the Better