What's that smell? Is someone smoking in the mall? Indeed in a less populated corner of stores, a beautiful, curvy, black girl puffs away. You approach in anger to ask her to stop but the closer you get, the stronger the smell is, and the weaker you feel. All you can do is stare, you don't have the willpower to resist her and all your anger has drained away. She opens her mouth to berate you and blow Smoke in your face but even the degradation just feels too good! You're her smoking bitch!