You are my boyfriend again, you love to be my boyfriend don't you? That's why you are here again. You are in the couch waiting for me, you hear my high heels touching the floor as I walk in your direction, I look at you wondering if I should sit in your lap, I do it. I light a marlboro red with my pink zippo, I let the pack visible because you love to look at. I take long drags talking about how much I love to smoke, I tell you about my passion again, you never get tired of listen to right? I know, you love to listen me talking about my passion for cigarettes, that makes you love me more and more. All that smoke in your face, my body against yours, your soft tight, my face so close to you, you can smell my perfume and my smoke. See and listen to me inhaling and exhaling my delicious smoke. How wonderful is to have a heavy smoker girlfriend? A really hot one?