I'm sitting on the couch with you, being a bad girl smoking in my parent's living room while they're away. I don't care about the smell or anything, and I'm sitting with my legs folded up, breathing deeply. For a little while you just watch me, I'm lost in my own thoughts...listening to a thunderstorm brewing, inhaling deeply and exhaling like the young expert smoker that I am. Then I seem to notice you're there...ask if you think my smoking is sexy...tell you about how I got started so young, that there's no point of quitting now. I'm addicted. In fact I have a reputation for being a bad g...

I'm sitting on the couch with you, being a bad girl smoking in my parent's living room while they're away. I don't care about the smell or anything, and I'm sitting with my legs folded up, breathing deeply. For a little while you just watch me, I'm lost in my own thoughts...listening to a thunderstorm brewing, inhaling deeply and exhaling like the young expert smoker that I am. Then I seem to notice you're there...ask if you think my smoking is sexy...tell you about how I got started so young, that there's no point of quitting now. I'm addicted. In fact I have a reputation for being a bad girl already, skipping class to smoke outside the school, dating bad boys. You can't help but be fascinated when I tell you that maybe I have a wish, who wants to live to be old and gross anyway? I inhale deeply and exhale my smoky refuse, and you are stunned by the gorgeous white clouds against the black walls. I cross my legs and you see more of my thighs...I ask you what other bad things you want to do as I stub out my cigarette.

Also see Wafting Smoke and Seductive Stares , Blue Shermans and Smoking That Cock and Boss On Break: Enjoying and Inhaling a Clove Cigar