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How I got into this stuff... (Kim 1)
Author: Clubberlang	November 6, 2001 at 20:43:02

	Hi, only my second post. Don't have much time but this is a true story. maybe not down the path to the extent that some of you are, sorry.. I met the most beautiful girl I have ever known when I was in high school. I'll skip the details about us meeting; it is a story not to be told here but it was one of those fairy-tale chance happenstances. I'll call her Kim for lack the guts to say her real name. Kim was one of those high school good girls, or so she appeared on the outside. She was really pretty in the way that your best friend's sister is, but with a sexy attitude like no girl has in high school. We met when I was a sophomore, her a junior, and instantly became very close. She dressed well, always wearing a perfect fitting pair of jeans or skirt with a slightly too small top. Never much makeup, just a little pink lip liner if anything. She was every parents' dream (including mine!) After dating her for about two months, I felt like I knew her pretty well. We were extremely open with one another. Everyone has their secrets, sure, but I thought I knew everything about her. One day I was in her room late in the evening one night when her parents weren't home. Again, I won't go into details for lack of desire to share my high school conquests with strangers. She made a trip to the bathroom to shower, and I took the opportunity to look around her room. I have a bit of a lingerie fetish so I opened up her top drawer and was looking around when, oops, I discovered a pack of Dunhills, mostly empty with a lighter in the pack. Hm. Later, as I was leaving, I decided to wait around for a bit. I drove to the end of her road and parked my car out of sight as I went back to her house, kind of skulking around behind some bushes (I know, I know.. pathetic). I saw the light in her room go out and shortly thereafter she opened up the side door to her house. I saw a flick of a lighter and my good little girl taking healthy pulls off of a cigarette! I had never really "watched" a girl smoke all the way through but it was fantastic. she took one last huge drag; her cheeks hollowing in as she held the filter of the cigarette and inhaled deeply as she crushed it out on the pavement next to her house. She went inside and it was over. 'course, I couldn't resist. I went over to her side door and looked around. In a little bucket hidden in their basement window well was a little plate - filled with cigarette butts - with pink lipliner on them. I nearly lost it there. Picking up a couple of the butts, I made off to my car. I noticed later that Kim was a pretty heavy smoker just by the look of the filters and the fact that she smoked them all the way down. I couldn't believe I never knew. She never SMELLED like smoke. She never smoked around me. I would do my damndest to change that, though. Two months later, a ski trip was being planned for one of the clubs at HS. I persuaded Kim to come with me, and we were off for a weekend north - no parents, just four teachers who took time to chaperone. Girls and guys had "seperate rooms", but that was easily resolved with a little persuasion between friends. Kim and I spent most of the first day together, riding up on the bus the school chartered and then checking into the hotels. what I always chalked up to just general hyperness or figitiness in Kim I now knew was nicotine withdrawal. As soon as we got off the bus, sure enough, she hit the bathroom of the hotel, and came back smelling just the slightest bit like cigarettes, under a mask of perfume. Later that night she said she wanted to get some fresh air right as I was about to go to sleep.. she "couldn't sleep". I asked her if she wanted company and she dismissed me, saying I was already in bed and shouldn't worry. She walked out and I immediately got dressed and followed behind. I followed her out the front of the hotel and watched her go to the side of the building, cigarette in hand. Kim was such an anomaly to me - I always associated smoking with the bad girls in school. While that was still incredible, this innocent girl smoking, nay.. consuming cigarettes voraciously was a major turn-on. She was not at all like the normal high school smokers I knew. From the first drag, Kim inhaled with all her will. Her cheeks hollowed and her eyes closed, the red cherry burning so fast I worried about all the smoke in her mouth. Surely she wouldn't be able to inhale it all. Then she snapped the cigarette away and drew in hard, almost wincing as she pulled all the smoke into her lungs. She held for a second and then with the most relieved expression, would exhale, running her free hand through her hair. This process repeated itself until the cigarette was but a stub, a nearly blackened filter with her pink lip gloss on it. I watched her smoke one from a distance, all the way down to the filter in record time. Then she lit a SECOND cigarette and I couldn't help but walk up to her... More later.
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