Not fair, combining my prowess specifically with your smoking habit. But the less inclined I am to be fair, the more happily weak and addicted you become, clearly. Blissful forgetfulness combined with a relaxed take on denial, because it's just more fun to stroke, isn't it? So fun you'll almost forget what you're supposed to be doing. A perfect blend of hang-out, trance, femdom, findom, flirt; you will play along with a sense of bliss.

This induction and trance is as smooth as the stuff I used to smoke up in Seattle.