"Where is that idiot?" my friend June asks as we sit outside and take asmoke break together. "Hey, pig, come here!" she shouts, and seconds laterour slave comes crawling to our side. We make him open his mouth and useit as our ashtray as we puff away on our cigarettes. We make fun of him inbetween flicking our ashes on his tongue, and he takes the like thepathetic loser he is. He`s our human ashtray, and he`s going to swallowthe ash from our cigarettes! We look so gorgeous as we enjoy our nicotine,it`s no wonder this idiot is willing to do anything we tell him. Whenwe`re done with him he has a... Show more