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| Author: P | November 15, 2002 at 07:15:00 |
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It was around 2am when Jenny awoke coughing, it had become the norm over the last year or so she wasn’t bothered by it, just recently she had started to cough up quite a lot of dark phlegm in the mornings and at night so she had begun keeping a glass at the side of her bed to cough the phlegm up into. Sitting up in bed she reached over and turned on the bedside lamp, she then took the clean glass and coughed up her phlegm into it, the dark thick liquid filled nearly a quarter of the glass when she finished. The process of emptying her lungs as always left her a void to fill, reaching over her right had landed on her Pall Malls and she deftly extracted one of the all white unfiltered cigs, she noted under the light form the lamp the stark contrast between the clean whiteness of her cig and the dark brown nicotine stains of her fingers. Placing the cig in her mouth she lit it with her lighter and took a large double pump the harsh smoke burning into her freshly cleared blackened lungs, sitting back she placed the cig in her mouth and smoked it down with vigour, finishing the cig with a final puff she lit another from the butt. Now that her head had cleared she began to feel more herself as the nicotine levels in her body slowly started to rise. Lovingly she stroked the sleeping Danny as she listened to his breathing as his rotten lungs laboured for air in the smokey room. Her cunt was quit sore from Danny’s thrusting and her mind wandered back to earlier. Puffing away contentedly, she thought about her mother and the promise she had made on her mothers death bed in front of the doctors. “I’ll smoke myself to death soon mommy, I’ll be with you soon, but I promise to carry on the family line of heavy smokers first” the doctors were too stunned to speak, they just stood there and watched as a young girl, obviously a heavy smoker, pale of skin with yellow nicotine stains around her nose and heavily stained fingers, lit an unfiltered cigarette in the hospital and smoked it down furiously without removing it from her lips as she held her mothers had while she died. The doctors were obviously shocked, normally when people saw a loved one die this way from heavy smoking they vowed that they would never smoke again, but this young girl was doing the complete opposite. As her mothers had went limp Jenny extinguished the cig in a nearby plant pot, gave her mother one final smokey kiss, thanked the speechless doctors and strode of lighting another cig before she had left the hospital. It hadn’t been a long walk to the bus stop but the exertion on her rotten lungs was enough to leave the young chain smoker breathless, she had been sat wheezing at the bus stop smoking yet another of her beloved Pall Malls head down trying to catch her breath, when she looked up there were three other people at the stop, two women were obviously disgusted and were talking between themselves, when one spoke. “Young lady that’s disgusting, don’t you now those things will kill you, what would your parents say” She smiled sat in bed as she thought of the reply she had given “Yes I know they will kill me, and my parents won’t say anything as these” and as she had said this she waved it under the woman’s noses “Have already killed my parents” This stunned the two women into shutting up and they just moved further down the bus stop to get out of the way of the cloud of smoke that almost constantly surrounded Jenny. She noted someone had sat down next to her and didn’t bother to look up and get more abuse but just carried on smoking her cig. Suddenly something caught in her throat and she began to cough, when she finally finished coughing her cig was spent, reaching into her bag for her Pall Malls she was shocked to find she had none. Here have one of these, you look like you need when, said a husky voice sat next to her. Looking up she saw a youngish woman in her mid 20’s holding out a pack of Marlboros to her, glad of any cig she accepted the Marlboro and accepted a light from the woman. “I’m Emma by the way, just ignore those stupid women, they don’t know the pleasure their missing from these” she said as she took an enormous drag from her Marlboro. Jenny noticed the young woman’s fingers were stained from smoking and she also had the distinctive nicotine stains like herself just under her nose. Jenny noted that although Emma seemed quite attractive she had the unhealthy look of a heavy smoker. Her skin was very pale and slightly blotchy, her eyes although green had a sort of sickly look to them. “Thanks for the smoke, I ran out and I can’t get anymore till I go home, I’m Jenny by the way” “Always pleased to help a fellow addict out when I can” said Emma “Look, I’m not actually waiting for a bus, I just stopped to get my breath, my cars just around the corner I’ll run you home if you want” The thought of the bus ride home without smoking was a bit daunting for Jenny so she immediately accepted the generous offer. Sitting in Emma’s car Jenny noted that she must be quite a smoker, as the car was littered with packs of Marlboro Reds and the ashtray was over flowing. As if in explanation to Jenny looking around Emma said “You know how it is, smoking just seems to take over, nothing else seems to matter as long as I have my cigs” As if to punctuate the statement Emma took a massive double pump from her cig. As they drove they just chatted idly and smoked Emma’s Marlboros. Jenny had never really smoked filtered cigs before and found them a lot bigger than she was used to, and she found herself sucking hard on them, what she did like though was the filter, or more the fact that she could watch it going darker the more she smoked it, and it let her imagine better the tar she was inhaling into her lungs. “Looks yummy doesn’t it, that’s why I just love to smoke filters and see the tars I’m inhaling” Pulling up at Danny’s mothers house Jenny thanked Emma for the cigs and the lift. “Look I enjoyed our chat while we were driving, its not so often you I get to spend time with other heavy smokers, if its ok could I pop round for coffee sometime” said Emma “Sounds great, call round anytime” said Jenny, pleased that she had a made a new friend in a fellow heavy smoker. Jenny then waved Emma off before entering Danny’s home, looking forward to meeting Emma again. A deep cough broke Jenny’s mind wandering to the past day and she extinguished her cig after taking one final drag and lay down next to Danny smoke still curling from her lips as she drifted back to sleep. |
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