She sat down with me afterwards, and I bought her a drink. Without me having said anything to her, she asked if I minded if she smoked. Of course not, I told her. I didn't know she smoked; this came as a COMPLETE surprise, and I nearly keeled over from a heart attack on the spot.

I cannot convey in words how beautiful this woman was. She was 21, and glamour-model gorgeous. She was enrolled in some kind of journalism program for TV newspeople -- she had TV-star good looks, and a KILLER body.

To make a long story short, it took fully half of her cigarette before I told her I was turned on by pretty women smoking -- I got up my nerve & asked if she'd blow smoke in my face, and told her I'd tip her as if she had danced for me. I was very embarrassed, but she put me at ease, telling me that she got requests that were much "worse" than that all the time.

She *happily* obliged, smoking for me, exhaling up toward the ceiling, before sending the last four or five hits of her cigarette directly into my face, smiling sexily & flirtatiously the entire time. As I got ready to pay her, she said, "wait, I can get one more..." She took one last drag, leaned in, and blew a soft cloud right across my eyes and nose.

It was one of the highlights of my life, lol.

I called a few weeks later to go back & see her, but she'd left the club :(

She told me she was moving to West Palm... I hope she is down there now making another fetisher very, very happy...!!!