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By The Smoking Pen (smokingpen@usa.net)

Kristy blew a steady, casual plume of blue smoke directly out in front of her face. She then smiled softly and took another long slow pull off her Virginia Slim. Her content face glowed as she casually exhaled a lungful of sweet smoke. Mark extinguished his smoke and gazed at her wavy chestnut hair. It was about 3 inches below shoulder length the slight curl at the ends enhancing her beautiful neck and breasts. Her breasts perked up slightly as she took a deep satisfying drag. Smoke waffed around her head obscuring her blue eyes. He had wanted to ask her for a while, and he finally did, "How old were you when you started smoking?"
"Ten or eleven I think," she smiled and took another of her long deep drags, "But not regularly until I was about 12." She exhaled thru her nose as she spoke, and put her cigarette out in her ashtray. "How about you honey?"
"Geeeez I thought I started young," Mark flicked his lighter and lit a Marlboro, lighting Kristy's Virginia Slim almost as an afterthought, " I was 13 when I started, by about 15 I smoked a pack a day." He dragged and didn't bother to exhale.
"Yeah I remember when I smoked only a pack! I actually used to smoke lights, but about 10 years ago when I was 17 I switched to full flavor."
"Not me" he grinned "I always liked the reds."
They had met in college at the 'Q', which was the student cafe outside at the Quad. Since they both smoked there regularly in-between classes they spent hours talking and smoking. He had noticed her immediately. Her perky face and curvy body drew his attention, but her smoking drove him wild. He became rock hard even now each time she smoked. She used to smoke at least 2 cigarettes, sometimes 3 in the 15 minutes between classes, (he smoked 1 maybe 2).
She was casual and beautiful when she smoked. She drew steadily, but not harshly for 5 or 6 seconds, then as the smoke entered deep inside her, her breasts perked up an inch or so, she held it for 5 or 6 more seconds and then she slowly exhaled long and blue. She held her long white smokes at mouth level about 5 inches from her face. She was sexy, sophisticated, and alluring.
He asked her out on a first date after they had been casual friends for about 2 weeks. He looked forward to seeing her each day at school and their first date had been a success. He took her out to dinner, she smoked 2 cigarettes on the way to the restaurant, 2 before dinner, and 4 or 5 after. He was enthralled, she always seemed to have smoke slowly coming from her lips or gathered in a blue haze about her head.
He was watching her now thru the familiar haze as she spoke.
"I remember wanting to smoke when I was in 3rd or 4th grade. There was a trail behind my house were people used to ride horses. One day I was playing in my backyard and a girl with long blond hair was riding her horse by and flipped her cigarette off to the side of the trail. I slowly walked down, picked it up and puffed once on it. That was when I knew I loved to smoke. I used to steal Marlboro Lights from my mother as often as I could. We had a fence separating the trail from my backyard, so I could go behind it once or twice a day to smoke.
In the summer before entering 7th grade, I remember buying my first pack. I used to get $5 a week for school lunch, and I went to the convenience store. I wanted a smoke really bad, and couldn't get one from my mom's pack as she was out. I walked up to the counter, and saw a poster behind the clerk with a beautiful women elegantly holding a Virginia Slims. On the bottom it said Virginia Slims Lights, You've Come a Long Way, Baby.
I said, "A pack of Virginia Slims Lights please." The clerk gave me back $4.05 and my first pack. I walked hurriedly home, went behind my fence and unwrapped the crisp cellophane from my new pack. I smoked the first cigarette that was mine. I remember the rush of excitement as I inhaled and savored the sweet smoke. I thought to myself, from this day forward, I'll never go without my Virginia Slims!"

(The Next Day)
Kristy's breasts perked up slightly as she swallowed a mouthful of smoke. She exhaled, and immediately, yet casually took a long deep drag, her breasts rose, held, and fell as she dragged, inhaled, and exhaled. The sequence repeated over and over. A haze filled her apartment as she put her latest smoke in the ashtray when the doorbell rang.
"Hi Susie," she giggled "you were suppose to be here an hour ago, what took so long?"
"I had to fix my hair," she blew a long plume up and to her right, " and then stop for a couple of packs of smokes." Susie pulled deeply on her cigarette. She was about 2 inches taller than her sister, with a fuller figure. She had long curly black hair that feel in loose curls almost to the swell of her back. She wore red nail polish, and stylish hoop earrings and a single diamond stud in her right ear.
She held a pack of Marlboro Lights 100's in her hand, 2 more packs were in the outside pocket of her purse. She inhaled again. She was vibrant, elegant, and casual. She shared with her sister a certain casual, elegant manner of smoking; deep drags, long inhales, and long, slow, blue exhales. Not rushed, but smooth and even. "Well Kristy lets get moving!!! Lets go!" thick smoke slowly curled from her mouth as she spoke.
"Hang on I have to say goodbye to Mark. She left for a minute, and returned with a long white cigarette in one hand and a pack of Virginia Slims protruding from her purse. She drew casually on her slim and exhaled thru her nose as she spoke, "Mark says hi.
Susie stamped out her cigarette and they both headed for the door. They laughed and chatted in the car on the way. They were headed to Foxy's, the bar they used to go to nightly when they were younger, but bi-weekly or monthly now. It was about a 20-minute ride, Kristy smoked 3 cigarettes and Susie smoked 2.
When the arrived they had to park around the back as it looked like a full house tonight. Inside the bar they found 2 stools in the short end of a curve at the far side of the establishment. Kristy laid her pack of Virginia Slims in front of her, casually lit one and drank down the smoke. She didn't exhale. Susie quickly followed and lit a Marlboro Light 100. The bartender approached, "What'll it be ladies?" he exclaimed. They both ordered a Captain and Coke. Kristy blew a long plume that followed the bartended half way up the bar as he prepared their drinks. Susie's breasts dropped slightly as she exhaled.
"We need to find you a new man" Kristy paused, "one more appropriate for you."
A casual exhale, "yeah you're right 'sis Al wasn't for me"
Kristy drew on her cigarette for what seemed like forever, inhaled, smiled contentedly and then spoke "Maybe Grant will show up tonight, I saw him least weak and he is soooo cute," smoke slipped out her nose and mouth, followed by another long casual stream.
"He is cute isn't he, and he smokes, not like Al" she took a long defiant drag "he gave me dirty looks when I lit up" she exhaled slowly and casually turning her head slightly to the side.
"Look, there he is"
"I'm going to the bathroom to freshen up," Susie put out her smoke. Kristy was waiving Grant over.
Grant was about 6'1 with neat blond hair, he wore blue jeans and a white shirt. He approached Kristy, took a drag on his short smoke "I hope I didn't scare your sister off?" He smiled sheepishly.
Kristy took a final slow pull of her slim and smiled "She just went to freshen up, she can't wait to see you!" Kristy's smile was beautiful and inviting, she blew a huge plume up over Grants head as he took a drag and they both put out there cigs in the ashtray.
"I'll have a Bud Light" Grant called over to the bartender. Susie returned looking radiant and smiling broadly. Kristy pulled out a Virginia Slim, the last from her pack and Grant lit her smoke, Susie pulled a Marlboro Light 100 out as if out of nowhere, Grant lit that to.
Finally he lit his Marlboro red and they all took a drag in unison. The conversation tended toward old times (they went to high school together) and after about 15 minutes their corner of the bar was a haze of blue smoke and filled ashtrays.
By the second drink Kristy chain smoked one after another. She was half way thru a new pack of Virginia Slims in less than 2 hours. Deep inhales, casual exhales and long blue plumes. She watched as her sister and Grant talked and laughed and smoked. She liked Grant also and hoped her sister and him would hook up.
Her mind wandered as she held in the smoke she loved so much. She enjoyed the wonderful feeling her smoking gave her, the happiness and joyful rush of each inhalation drove her to a higher and higher bliss. She loved the look and the feel of her Virginia Slims. She knew she was a beautiful and alluring woman, she knew how to smoke seductively. She used to practice when she was in front of a mirror when she was in her teens. She held her cigarette at the line of the filter just at the tip of her painted fingers. She always held her smoke up and out slightly in front of her face. She inhaled with her perfect lips sealed tightly over the cigarette.
Her mouth watered slightly as she drew steadily and cleanly, opened her mouth slightly and swallowed the smoke her tongue bounced out slightly as she inhaled. Her breasts rose and she would hold the smoke, savoring the wonderful, indescribable feeling. The slowly and casually she turned her head slightly to the side and let out her smoke. She didn't force it out, nor did it slide out. She used just the right touch and blew it casually off to this side or that.
Occasionally she exhaled thru her nose, long, steady, and even, she loved the feeling. To see her was to see her smoking. The smoke wafted about her face and mingled casually with her hair as she exhaled slow and long and casually....
"Why don't you go on without me 'sis," Susie laughed as smoke drifted out her nose.
Kristy awoke from her daydream
"Abandoning me again, Susie," she giggled. "I have to go anyway, Mark starts to worry after a couple of hours, I better head back." They hugged and said goodnight.
Kristy headed out the door leaving behind a final lungful of blue smoke in her wake.