Every time I light up a cigarette, I've caught you watching me, staring in wonder. Why don't you come closer, pet? It's alright. I won't bite. Watch as I bring this cigarette up to My lips, inhaling gracefully and then exhaling, smoke blowing right into your face. The moment you breathe in - I can see the change begin. Can you feel it? The warmth flooding your veins, dazzling, fire. The pleasure building, growing stronger with each moment. Divine ecstasy. You almost look a bit frightened. Don't be scared, pet. This cigarette - it's special. The smoke is magic, old magic. Becoming a part of ... Show more