Lera, Part 2

LERA
PART 2

Helena, Tanya and Irena met Lera as an old friend. When the first smoke break
time came it wasn't surprising that Helena asked Lera:

"Will you join us?"

"Oh, sure!" she replied.

After that all four young pretty women took their cigarettes, lighters and
went for their lady's smoke break. Since then Lera always joined Helena, Irena
and Tanya and very soon became a confirmed addicted smoker. Her body got used
to receiving a new nicotine dose every hour, so she began to feel cravings at
home as well. Fortunately it was not very difficult for her to smoke at her
grandmother's house. Her Granny was a smoker herself and the tobacco smell in
the air was a normal thing for her. So it was enough simply to find a proper
moment, lock the door in a bedroom and Lera could smoke her cigarettes at home
without any problem. A cigarette breath and smoky smell on her hair and
clothes became a norm for Lera. A perfume and other cosmetics she used
every day  mixed with, but didn't eliminate, the tobacco smell and any
nonsmoker could smell it, but the old lady, of course, could not.

Lera also got into the habit of having a smoke before long morning rides to
the office. She noticed soon that some people (for example, that young woman
she met her first smoking day) were smoking their cigarettes every day at the
same time and at the same place. It was an interesting coincidence she had
never noticed before. Finally Lera and this woman, her name was Stacia,
started to greet each other and even to chat.  Same as the three other girls,
her co-workers, Lera became a regular in the smoking area.  That room in the
basement was the only place in the office premises where smoking was
permitted. Lera noticed soon that there were about 20 people, mostly males,
whom she met there regularly. The smoking room was a kind of informal club for
regular smokers, employees of different companies residing the office
building. Lera was introduced by her friends as a new "club member" and got an
opportunity to make many social contacts she never had before.

Thanks to a smoking and her new friends, Lera became more sociable and
relaxed. She had learned from other, already experienced, girls a lot of
things every young woman should be aware of - what is in fashion, how to look
sexy, how to use cosmetics properly, how to prevent pregnancy, how to piss
off a tiresome guy, etc.

It was really remarkable, but Lera began to change her appearance.  She
discovered her new style - close fitting funky pants, mini skirts, high
boots, bright lipsticks and mascara.  Her body became slim and sexy - thanks
to cigarettes Lera lost 3 kg in four months. By that time she was smoking
almost 1 pack a day and had developed her own smoking style.

Lera noticed how Helena, Tanya and Irena were smoking. Helena's smoking was
straightforward and very natural. It was obvious that she had smoked for
years.

A cigarette in her hand looked like a natural extension to her fingers. All
her drags and exhales seemed to be as natural as ordinary breathing.  Irena
was smoking in a different, "addictive" manner. She did not make many puffs,
but every time she inhaled, it was deep and powerful with cheekhollowing drags
and at times even double pumps. Irena always smoked her cigs up to the butt.
Tanya's naughty personality reflected in her smoking. She loved different
tricks - dangling, drifts, snaps etc. All three girls really loved to smoke -
they had already been addicted for years and smoking had long ago become an
integral part of themselves.

Actually Lera was not specially thinking how to create her own style of
smoking. It happened naturally, when she became as dedicated to smoking as her
three girlfriends. Her smoking style was a combination of slow deep drags,
drifts and nostril exhales. Lera instinctively felt that this kind of smoking
was making her more sexy and seductive. Of course the guys from the smoking
zone (and other males she was meeting now thanks to her girlfriends) noticed
that one more glamorous smoking girl appeared in along with Helena and her
friends.  Guided by Helena and the other girls, Lera started to date guys and
quite soon acquired sexual experience.

She went through a few boyfriends before Jan appeared. He worked in the
same building with her, but he was from another firm. Jan did not smoke
himself, he only accompanied his friends there from time to time, to have a
chat with them. He was a second hand smoker. Anyway, Jan noticed a slim pretty
brunette who joined a well known group of smoking girls.  Once, a few months
after he saw her for the first time, Jan was introduced to this girl by one of
his friends and he immediately invited her to have a private evening at his
flat.

By this time Lera wasn't still that innocent girl who came to St. Paulsburg
almost one year before. She knew that this private invitation meant Jan's
wanted to make a love with her. But she found this guy attractive and had
nothing against him so she accepted his invitation.

That evening they had a little drink, listened to music, and discussed
different things. Lera asked Jan if smoking was allowed in his house. Of
course he did not mind and she was smoking that evening as much as she
normally did.

One moment when she was sitting on the sofa and smoking, something came to
her mind for an unknown reason: "It's a little weird - a 'good' athletic guy
without bad habits is likely in love and going to have sex with a 'bad'
smoking girl". 

Lera took a last deep drag on her cigarette and crushed the butt in the
ashtray, turned to Jan, and asked: "By the way, what is your attitude about
smoking women. Don't you mind I'm a smoker?" Jan shrugged his shoulders and
told her that it was ok with him and he used to smoke socially himself
from time to time. 

"Why did you ask me that?" asked Jan in. 

"Well, I know you are a nonsmoker and was afraid you shared my Mom's opinion
that 'to kiss a smoking girl is like licking an ashtray,'" answered
Lera in a slightly mocking manner.

After she said that, something happened with Jan. He decisively took the girl
in his arms and kissed her powerfully.  Lera embraced him as well and
responded in kind. Then Jan felt her bottom, her hips, unzipped and pulled
off her mini skirt, touched her panties- 

How long it took, they didn't know. They just lay exhausted and exposed after
this terrific sex. Lera found her cigarettes on the night table.  She lit up,
took a first drag and after few seconds thrust from her lungs a thick
stream of a cigarette smoke. Lera felt a great pleasure, she loved after sex
smoking. She was going to make another drag, but unexpectedly Jan took the
cigarette from her hand and inhaled. Lera grinned and took the cigarette
back to her lips for a new puff. Together they smoked the whole
cigarette this way down to the butt. After that he again passionately embraced
her and they made love one more time. Since that day cigarette sharing became
a part of their sex game. 

Jan obviously liked her smoking. One day later he confessed to Lera that he
was always fascinated with young pretty smoking women. In particular, he was
crazy about the specific mixture of the cigarette smell and Lera's favorite
perfume.

The winter of that year appeared to be the greatest time in her life. She
began to live a very different life, full of a freedom, which she only had
dreamed of before. And Lera loved this new lifestyle, with a lot of friends,
partying, smoking, and, of course, sex.  One year ago, it was impossible even
to imagine, but she almost stopped her studies and preparation works for the
future exams.  She simply did not have time for that. 

She knew very well that she should work very hard, and told herself many
times that starting next week she would start to study seriously. But usually
after work and on weekends she was dating and partying and would usually
return home late in the evening.  Lera never spend the whole nights away
from home. She didn' want to make her Granny worried. 

However, she still wanted to avenge last year's defeat and finally enter the
university and began to worry that this year she would fail again. Once at a
smoke break she told Helena about that and the answer she got was very simple: 
"If you don't have enough time during a day, use the night for your studies.
Don't sleep as much".

"But how? I'm coming home so tired and I wanna sleep. I will not be able to
concentrate properly," Lera wondered.

"Well, it's up to you. Try to make an effort. Cigarettes and coffee may help
you to do that," answered Helena and added with a smile, "Nicotine and
caffeine are the best brain cleaners, I know from experience."

Lera decided to follow that advice of her older friend and started to use
the night time for studies. Otherwise she would not be able to prepare for the
exams properly. Later the same day, late in the evening, she told her
Grandmother "good night", took her books and notes, locked the door in her
bedroom and started to study using Helen's "nicotine plus caffeine" recipe.
And it worked!  She was sipping coffee, smoking cigarettes and felt herself
almost as fresh and alert as in the morning.

She worked for three hours very fruitfully thanks to five cigs and two cups of
coffee. So, Lera was introduced to one more benefit of smoking. She made up
for lost time quickly and by the end of spring was completely prepared for the
exams. 

Before the exams one remarkable event occurred. It happened one March
evening.  Lera said good night to her Grandmother and went to her room for
routine evening studies. The old lady came to bed but could not fall asleep
that night for a simple reason - she forgot to take her sedatives and
could not remember where she had left them. Finally she decided to ask Lera
if she had the pills anywhere. Granny knew that Lera was probably still
working and went to her granddaughter's bed room. Normally Lera kept her door
closed and locked. She explained to Granny one day that closed doors helped
her to concentrate properly, but she really wanted to avoid Granny seeing her
smoking.  That time, however, Lera forgot to lock the door and old Mrs.
Maewsky could see her granddaughter. 

Lera was so involved with reading that she didn't hear Granny approach. The
old lady was going to say something, but the picture she saw with her own eyes
made her shut up. Her "good girl" granddaughter Lera was reading, writing,
sipping coffee .... and dragging a cigarette. Mrs. Maewsky saw on the desk an
opened pack of "West-100" regulars and an ashtray. The lady was especially
thrilled when she noticed how Lera was smoking - with deep drags and powerful
nose and combo exhales. Lera made a last puff and crushed a cigarette. She
smoked it down to the butt. Lera did not look like a smoking beginner, who
is just playing with cigarettes or who smokes socially from time to time.
It was absolutely clear that she was already a confirmed addicted smoker. 

The old lady waited a minute, said nothing, and went back to her bedroom. No
pill could bring her sleep now. She lit up her own cigarette and started to
think. The old woman felt frustrated.  As a normal
grandmother would, she wished her granddaughter never smoked.  Moreover, she
blamed herself that Lera became a smoker: "It's so easy to start smoking in
this house, cigarettes are everywhere. I set such a bad example myself".

Now Mrs. Maewsky figured out some details she hadn't noticed before.  When
Lera was a schoolgirl and even last summer when she came to St. Paulsburg, she
often criticized her grandmother for smoking. But one day she stopped doing
that and now her grandmother could not remember when she last heard Lera say
something against her smoking. It became also clear the reason for a new
practice of her granddaughter's - lockiing herself in her bedroom a few times
a day. And one more remarkable thing, Granny remembered, had happened two
weeks or so before. That morning she decided to go shopping in the city center
and told Lera after morning coffee that she would accompany her on a way to
the office. Now she understood why Lera was so nervous that time and why she
was in a hurry to reach her office as soon as it was possible.  Being deprived
of her scheduled morning cigarettes, Lera was simply dying for a smoke that
morning. She came to the office 15 minutes before the beginning of working
hours and rushed to the smoking room and in five minutes she had chained two
cigs in a row.

What shall I tell her parents? The old lady was really annoyed. But at the
same time she realized that smoking appeared to be a part of Lera's
transformation from an awkward teenager to a sexy young woman. Did old Mrs.
Maewsky notice these changes? Of course, yes. But unlike Lera's mom she
wasn't so narrow minded and understood that partying, wearing sexy clothes,
and dating guys are normal, natural things for a 19 years old girl. The lady
was even happy to see how her granddaughter had transformed herself from a shy
and dull bookworm to a stylish, self-confident, and very pretty girl. She
wasn't happy to see Lera smoking, but old Mrs. Maewsky had to admit that her
smoking granddaughter looked exactly like her grandmother when she was 19. 

"Anyway, she is already big enough to make her own decisions," thought
Grandmother, "And it is clear to me it is too late now to give her an
antismoking lecture". 

The next morning (a Saturday) Lera and her Grandmother had breakfast and after
granddaughter said that she was in a hurry since she was going to spend a
whole day at a public library. That was almost the truth. Lera was working
very hard, she really wanted to avenge last year's failure. She even told Jan
that they can not meet this Saturday since she was going to work until the
late evening. 

"But today is a day off,"  said Grandmother, "Why do you have to hurrying?"

Frankly, there was only one reason - Lera was craving a cigarette and wanted
to light up as soon as possible, but she could not tell that.

"Well, Granny, you know, I have to work very hard now."

"Come on, honey, I do not see any reason for this rush. Please, relax, you
may have your cigarette with me."

Lera was speechless.

"Don't look at me innocently. I know you are smoking regularly, you are hooked
and to my regret it is likely too late to get you to stop. By the way, when
did you start smoking?"

Lera realized that there was no need to lie.

So, she told the truth: "Six months ago".

"Something like that, I suspected," said Grandmother, "I'm not happy
about it. Moreover, I feel guilty you took after my bad example. Smoking is
bad for you and one day you'll understand it". 

"Granny, please, it's not your fault!"

"Maybe. Anyway, I have no moral right now to stop your smoking. So, you are
welcome to smoke - help yourself."  The lady smiled and offered her pack of
"West-100" to Lera.

"You are the best, Granny," grinned Lera. "Thank you, but I have my own ones."
She took out from her purse another pack of "West-100". Both ladies - old and
young - lit up, looked at each other and started laughing.

Since that day Lera could smoke anytime and everywhere. She got used to
starting her day with a "wake up" cigarette along with a coffee before
breakfast.  She began to smoke more than 1 pack a day - about 25 cigs every
day. Lera stabilized at that amount and remained at the same level from then
on.  Her body required just this nicotine dose - not less, but not
more, as well.  Her transformation into a confirmed smoker was complete, but
her parents still were not aware of it. That worried Lera a little bit. She
had no doubt that her Dad would accept her smoking, but Mom- Lera asked
Granny to tell her nothing about her smoking, but one day it must be
disclosed.  And that day came soon.

END of PART 2 

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