Luna and I returned to our nightly texting which kept us connected while a week went by. We were like crazed teenagers sending hundreds of texts. At one point when she was challenging my status as bisexual, I chose to take a photo of my dildo collection and send it to her. She responded by sending a photo of her collection. There were a couple of her items that I had to ask about. I informed Luna that my collection had gotten large because an earlier girlfriend was very much into toys and I was not intimidated by them. I also used them on myself.
Luna told me about a male sub she had had for a year. She used many of the toys on him and paddled him to a red ass when he didn’t eat her properly. I was surprised to learn about providing pain since I hadn’t sensed any of that energy in her. She wasn’t seeing the sub for sex anymore but they would have dinners together as friends.
We talked about the different types of sex parties we had been to and discovered a fair amount of similarity in our experiences. I had to laugh when it became clear that both of us liked black men with big dicks. We would have to see if we could share one.
A few days later I received a morning text suggesting that we meet at a local diner for lunch. Luna went there as a regular since it was between school and home. I readily accepted her suggestion and made sure that I was there at the appointed time. Nonetheless, I saw Luna already in a booth and joined her sitting on the opposite side. I knew that she wouldn’t want a kiss in public, so I just rubbed her shoulder. Too bad that her hair was piled on top or I would have run my hand through it.
We were both happy to have this lunch since it had been almost ten days since our last physical contact. Luna already had a cup of tea and when the waitress came by, I ordered a coffee. Luna had ordered the soup of the day and a Greek salad. These were surprising items for an Asian woman. I learned that it was the feta cheese that appealed to her. I hadn’t eaten yet, so breakfast was in order, eggs over easy with rye toast. I forgot to tell the waitress not to butter the toast but I was too late and the food arrived with large amounts of butter on the rye toast.
I was so happy to see Luna, even though we wouldn’t have any physical contact. Having the visual stimulation and sensing her energy was enough for me. The texting was a poor medium for connection and I would have much preferred phone calls, but I understood her situation. I had some background frustration about the limits of our communication but I pushed it to the rear of my feelings. I would just enjoy what was available to me. My happiness was being nurtured by being within her aura.
I asked about Luna’s nursing and she spoke about some of the other students in her cohort. They developed close connections and cheered each other on during testing periods. They also came to know each other’s personal lives. One close friend had asked Luna what had changed in her life. The friend had noted a bigger smile and less tension than usual. Luna informed her that she had a new boyfriend who was a massage therapist. The friend was envious about the free massages because all of the nursing students carried extra tension.
I was happy to hear this story because it suggested that things were changing inside Luna. Things that I couldn’t recognize since I had only been with her a few times. Her longer term friend was better able to note changes. I also felt good that Luna had this group of students with whom she could confide and gain help. Being a single mother of three teenage children was not an easy life. In talking about the other students, Luna helped me get a better sense of the personalities of people who chose to go into nursing. I’d always had great respect for that profession since my mother had been an RN.
We stayed talking at the booth long after we were done eating, but when it came time for the children to be heading for home, Luna had to leave. I paid the bill and escorted her to the silver SUV. Once she was seated in the driver’s seat, I kept the door open and leaned in for a kiss. I couldn’t let her leave without obtaining a small taste of what I really wanted. She was not uncomfortable with my public kiss since she was in the vehicle and not very visible. Luna kissed me back with equal passion but I knew our time was done. I pulled back and smiled broadly as I closed the door. I watched as she pulled away and felt the sense of departure of a loved one. I sighed deeply and returned to my own car. I savored her taste on my lips and knew that my dream state that night would be filled by Luna.