“It’s time to go,” said my girlfriend, Charlotte, of a year. We are getting ready to meet her two roommates back in college. Charlotte is wearing a sunflower dress that fits snug around her curvaceous body. A yellow sash hangs from her hip that sways in rhythm with her long straight golden locks of hair. She is very much the innocent type. What I was to find out that night would change perspectives totally.

Back in college she roomed with Amber and Carlie. Amber was the adventurous type that could capture any man’s heart she wishes. Her long reddish curls and leather jacket were her signature look. Carlie was a bookworm who had her signature glasses and dark hair in a ponytail at all times. At a party the three girls went to, Amber and Charlotte each started smoking. Some guys were smoking out on the porch and they felt they just had to. However, this was near the end of a semester and after about a month everyone went home. That put a stop to smoking, much to the delight of Carlie who hated the smoke around the apartment. This story I was unaware of until later that night.

When we arrived at Carlie’s place, Amber opened the door. Amber looked amazing with her ruby red lipstick and matching black leather gloves to go with the coat she wore around the house. The girls begin catching up when Carlie walks out of the kitchen. She transformed into a model with her blue silk shirt (sleeveless) with plunging neckline, short black miniskirt, and stockings w/ high heels. She shakes her head to the side and her long black hair flips with ease over her shoulder. I was amazed to have three of the hottest girls with me this evening.

After dinner, we all sat down in the living room to talk some more. The talk begins about smoking where Amber and Charlotte catch me up on their first cigarette. I told Charlotte how crazy it was to think that she was once a smoker, but just that thought turned me on a bit. Amber and Charlotte were to the left of me so all my attention was on them. Suddenly I hear a match strike. I do a double take as a look at Carlie. There she was with a black holder with a ML 120 in it. I caught her as the flame touched the end. Her cheeks hollowed in and her chest expands to the point where her breasts almost came exposed. She pulls the holder away from her pursed lips and exhales a small plume of smoke. Then after a brief moment a long stream of smoke follows to push the plume high up into the air. Charlotte says to Carlie, “You smoke!?!”

Carlie throws her pack of cigarettes on the table. She smiles with satisfaction and tells Charlotte about how she needed to find a new way to relax and that one of her workmates helped her to get started. She said at first she hated it, but she persisted and now enjoys it very much. She then pulls hard on the holder, the cigarette glows cherry red. And then she says at she exhales, “This feels so good.” Charlotte says, “I never thought I’d see the day, at least Amber and I …” as she turns to Amber. At that moment though Amber was dangling a cigarette she picked up from the table. “You too?” She leans over to the side table where a long candle is lit. I can hear her leather jacket creak as she inhales the smoke. She plucks the newly red stained cigarette out of her mouth and does a perfect cone exhale. She says that she went to a smoky bar last week, had a few drinks, and it felt natural to join in smoking. Amber compliments Carlie on the smooth flavor of the cigarette as each of them taps their cigarettes in the ashtray.

Charlotte comments how sweet smelling the smoke is and how it takes her back. Carlie says, “Then why don’t you have one?” Amber leans over me, puts her hand around me, pulls on her cigarette and smiles while exhaling. Amber comments “he won’t mind, right?” I say, “I don’t know honey.” Carlie says that sounds like a positive. Charlotte looks excited and a bit nervous to try again after so long. She strokes her blonde hair a lot while Carlie gets her a cigarette and a brown holder. Carlie says that this one matches you so well. Charlotte poses with it like a movie star. She crosses her legs and asks if I could light her. I take a match and bring it to the end of her cigarette. She inhales a bit and has a tiny cough.

Amber gets up and goes to the other side to try to coach Charlotte a bit. Carlie goes to sit where Amber was. Carlie flips her long hair purposely in my face, takes a drag and smiles as smoke is blown down at her chest. She asks if I am having fun, to which I say yes!! Charlotte, to get my attention, then takes a cheek hollow drag and just as I turn smoke is blown into my face. Charlotte laughs and says “oops, I thought I would just get the back of my head.” I laugh too.

Carlie comments “we’re just three non-smoking girls out having a good time.” And right as she nods, all three take a large inhale and blow smoke to the center of the room. That night Charlotte brought back home with her the holder and a few cigarettes to which she says “when we get home, I will be the movie star and you can be the person I make a star.” I smile at the prospects of a great future not only with her but with her friends too.