Noodles, Anyone?

last June...

I had been thinking about the fact that every sexual escapade BG & I have had so far has been some sort of an experiment in submission for me. Not a complaint, just an observation. Because, although I am only an egg, I would have guessed that even in a D/s relationship, you'd occasionally have garden-variety sex.
But then I thought, "Pad Thai."

See, I really like all kinds of Thai food. There's Green Curry, Cashew Chicken, Basil Chicken, Spicy Beef Salad... Yummy, all. But I don't get out to eat all that often. So despite the many fine things on offer, by the time I get to a Thai restaurant, all I want is my favorite dish.
Which would be -- you got it -- Pad Thai.

Now, BG and I only get to see each other for possibly a couple of hours maybe once a month. (IF his schedule cooperates.) This is dramatically less than the statistically-proclaimed 57 minutes a week of the average American sex life. Although to a woman who had such a long dry spell, once a month is still a thing of beauty. But it doesn't leave a lot of time for green curry, either.

And, I'll be honest, it's not a big deal. I like our dynamic, I adore the way we play. But I am affectionate and I sometimes miss the tactile details. Can only be but so tactile with bound hands, tho'...

Oh, well. Maybe once in a while I'll get satay for an appetizer...