A while ago you figured out that I smoke and you've been begging me to let you watch for weeks. Finally you've worn me down and I've agreed to meet you after work. I lit up and take my time enjoying the break, teasing you while I inhale. I close the distance between us- so we're nearly touching- and let you get a closer look. I blow it in your face, talk dirty as the smoke escapes my lips, and decide after a minute that I want you to do more than just watch: I want you to taste it. I'm too lazy to walk back to my ash tray, and you're already here... What a perfect set up! I tell you to open wide and tilt your head back-- it's time for you to show me just HOW much you love watching me smoke! Ready to be my ashtray