Mona sat down again. "Good... Let me buy you a drink, then you can buy me one. How does that sound.?" She waved over one of the pretty blonde waiters, "I'll have a dark rum please, Angostura Royal Oak, none of that imported Jamaican crap."<br/><br/>She turned to Zhang. "What about you, sweetie?"<br/><br/>Mona was planning. Perhaps, once she got Zhang home, she could persuade her that a meeting of equals meant taking turns to tie up and spank the other, and, as it was her home, it would be her turn first... And then,<em>maybe</em>, if Zhang was very good, she might consider letting her loose, and would possibly consent to submit in her turn. She felt herself growing wet with anticipation.