Spanking me for not getting a perfect paper

My guy shared the following video with me. It's a video on the difference between white and Asian parents when it comes to reacting to their child's grades.

We have done a bit of role-playing where he asks for me to get a spanking implement to spank me with. However, we have never done a scene in which I am spanked for getting poor grades.

"I would love to give this scenario a try," I said to him.
"Me, too. Would you like to be over my lap or bent over when I spank you?" he asked me.
"How about both? You can bend me over and spank me over my panties. Then, I can be over your lap for a bare-bottomed spanking," I suggested.
"Sounds good to me, sweetie," he said.

It's great when we both like each other's suggestions.

How to pick up an Asian girl

The other week, my guy and I were talking about Sharky, a manager that I report to who seems to have a crush on me. I was telling my guy about how his locker is next to my desk, and that he often does a few trips between it and his desk.

My story was about how he ended up creating small talk. It wasn't the best opener, as it had to do with work and implied that there is more work for me to do under short notice.

"He does lust after you, you know," my guy pointed out.
"Yes, but he's creepy," I reasoned.
"He just doesn't know how to pick up a girl," he reasoned.
"That's true. You should write a book on that topic. You were great with me," I hinted.
"Yes, I should write a how-to book on picking up a cute Asian girl. I'm glad that you said yes to being with me."

As usual, he's sweet.

Our little chat reminded me of a bumper sticker that I saw on a car in front of me at a Starbucks drive-thru a while ago. It looked something like the following:

Courtesy: Threadless

Perhaps Sharky needs these instructions.

My guy appears to be Chinese in a previous life or just is at heart

It has been a while since I have posted anything. No need to worry. All is well on my end.

The Internet connection at my guy's hotel continues to be bad. However, it is decent enough to chat for a little bit with him on Skype until it gets bad. We then resort to texting.

We have been having some fun discussions this past week. Here's an excerpt from last night between my guy (MG) and me:

Me: I was thinking the other day that you were probably Chinese in a previous lifetime. You like to save many dollar!
MG: :D
Me: You do cost comparisons so often. You're probably more Chinese than I am!
MG: Well, if I'm going to be a Cheap Bastard, I better be good at it
Me: You are. It's a charming quality that you have.
MG: :)
Me: And, you like good Chinese food. So, there's my analysis. :)
MG: I actually do
MG: Maybe I'm Chinese at heart
Me: I think so. You even picked up using chopsticks quickly.
Me: I can teach you Chinese curse words, so you fit in nicely. :)
MG: lol
MG: where would i use them?
Me: Oh, and the art of spitting mucus on the sidewalk... lol
MG: no, i can do without that skill lol
Me: When bargaining at the market. See, you like those, too. You must be Chinese at heart!
Me: haha
Me: There are a lot of skilled old guys in Chinatown then... lol
MG: lol
Me: Oh, and you love dollar stores. Practically everything in there is made in Chinese.
Me: And, that's my thesis for tonight. I will go for my PhD soon... haha
MG: lol you sure can defend it very well
MG: And you forgot the most important piece of evidence
Me: Yep. I'd be kicked out of graduate school in a heartbeat. ;)
Me: What's that?
MG: I always was attracted to Asian girls.
Me: Really?
MG: Yes
MG: I thought they were the cutest women on the planet. That's one reason why I love you.

He's sweet. I'm glad that he's my guy.