You always thought I was such a good girl. So sweet, so pure. I guess it was a shock to catch Me with a cigarette dangling from My pretty red lips. I can see you're shocked. I'm not the good girl that everyone things I am. But you aren't what I thought you were either. I never knew you were such a dirty pervert, spying on girls smoking. Does it get you off, watching the way the smoke curls out from between My lips, the silver clouds training over My tongue? Do you like the way I look with this cigarette between My fingers, the wicked smile curving across My face? You do, don't you? You're so turned on right now. Gross! But hilarious. Well, looks like I'm not the only one keeping secrets