Nadia at 14 - A Smoking Girls Story, Part 9

Nadia at 14 - A Smoking Girls Story
by Nikita

Chapter 9 - Marie and Tami

Marie and Tami had checked in with one another throughout the night, either
Marie catching Tami's eye and nodding, Tami nodding back or vice versa.  It
was their way of saying, "Yes, I still want to."  Uh huh, me, too."  Marie
looked at her watch.  Finally, two hours had passed.  Her heart began to beat
faster as she caught Tami's eye, nodded and pointed to her watch.  

Tami excused herself.  "Gotta check with Marie about something.  I'll be back
later, ok?"  

She joined Marie and quickly spotted Jeannie.  Nadia was with her as they
approached.  

"Hi, Jeannie, Nadia."  Tami shifted nervously behind Marie.  

"Hi, Marie, Tami," Jeannie replied.  Nadia smiled and nodded.  

Pointing to her watch, Marie just smiled.  "It's time.  And before you ask,
yes, I still want to.  Tami, too."  

"Ok," Jeannie said.  "Smokers Grotto?"  The name had taken hold.  

"Ummm - could we go somewhere, you know, more private?  I don't know if I
want other people to see me, ok?"  

Jeannie turned to Nadia.  "Ok if we use your room?  We can open the window."  

Nadia considered for a moment.  "Ok if I come with you?"  

Marie nodded.  Tami did likewise.  

Jeannie said, "Sure, Nadia.  It is your room."  

Nadia grinned.  "What about an ashtray?  Would a saucer do?" 

Jeannie nodded.  "Sure, that'll work."  

"Ok.  You guys go ahead on up.  I'll get a saucer.  

Nadia got a saucer from the cabinet, thought for a moment.  Yeah, that would
do it.  She placed a napkin on it and a small sandwich.  A disguise, she
thought to herself with a grin.

She reentered the living room, spotted the girls, beckoning them with a coy
crook of her finger to follow.  She headed for the stairs with Jeannie
quickly at her side.  Marie and Tami followed nervously, chattering to one
another in low tones.  All Nadia and Marie could make out was Tami's saying,
"Oh, m'god!  I can't believe we're going to do this."  Nadia and Jeannie
exchanged conspiratorial winks as they headed up the stairs.  Finally at the
door of her bedroom, Nadia entered first, waiting at the door for the other
girls to follow, then carefully closed the door and locked it.  She turned to
find Jeannie snapping open her purse.  Removing her pack of cigarettes and
her lighter she shook the pack exposing the tips of a couple of cigarettes
and extended it to a noticeably blushing Marie.  

"Here, Marie.  Take one."  

Marie reached out tentatively and picked the cigarette out with her nails,
shifting it deep between her fingers.  

Jeannie frowned.  "Not like that."  She picked one out for herself, quickly
shifting it to the first joint between her middle and index fingers.  Her arm
at her side, she raised her forearm across her body, extending her hand
slightly illustrating.  "Like this, Marie.  You don't want to hold it like a
boy!"  

Marie shook her head blushing,  and using her other hand slide the cigarette
forward, trying, not quite succeeding, to imitate Jeannie.  But it was
acceptable.

Meanwhile Tami was standing behind and off to one side of Marie, her arms in
front of her, the right hand clasped over the left wrist studying the scene
nervously.  

"And one for you, too, Tami."  

"Ummm, I'm not sure I want a whole one," Tami said anxiously.  

"It's ok, Tami.  You need to practice a bit first anyway."  Tami took the
offered cigarette mindful of Marie's lesson.  

"Good girl, Tami."  Jeannie was a born teacher.  "Ok, now bring your
cigarette to your lips, make a good seal around the filter with them, and
just suck gently, sort of like when you use a straw, ok?"  

Both girls nodded and raised their cigarettes to their lips, doing as Jeannie
instructed.  Marie removed hers with a flourish, quickly imitating Jeannie
who was holding hers near her face in the familiar bent wrist pose.  She even
pursed her lips and exhaled.  Tami followed suit.

Tami was just 4' 10" tall, about 80 pounds.  Her long, chestnut brown hair
cascaded in a soft wave to below her tiny waist.  Her 32B breasts seemed
almost large on her.  She wore the cutest green velour blouse.  It was
V-necked with spaghetti straps, a sort of fashion favorite, it seemed.  She
wore matching shorts and sandals and rings on most of her fingers.  Her
deeper green, sparkling eye shadow brought out the brown of her eyes and her
deep red lipstick heightened her cupid's bow lips.  She noticed her lipstick
on the filter tip as she once again raised her cigarette to her lips,
pretending to smoke.  Then she caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror and
her eyes widened.  She gave Marie a nudge, nodding toward the mirror.  

Jeannie chuckled.  "Go ahead.  We all do that sometimes.  See how you look.
Older, right?  More mature."  

Marie raised her unlit cigarette to her lips, hand trembling.  Nadia took in
the scene.  Marie exhaled as she drew her cigarette to the side of her face.
She smiled.  "Oh, m'god!  I do look naughty!"  

Tami giggled.  "We sure do, girlfriend."  

"Want to try really smoking now?" Jeannie asked as she palmed her lighter.  

Marie and Tami both nodded eagerly.  

"Well, just put the cigarette between your lips like you've been doing.  Hold
it there between your fingers.  When I tell you to, just suck a little on the
filter.  And not too much.  I don't want you chucking in Nadia's room,
right?"  

They all laughed.  

"Then, just hold the smoke in your mouth to get used to it.  When I say so,
just blow it out.  We'll save inhaling for later.  Got that?"    "Marie?"  

Marie nodded, face flushed with excitement, and raised her cigarette to her
lips as Nadia raised her lighter, flicked the wheel and brought the flame
close to Marie's first cigarette.  

"Ok, now suck slowly, but just a little."  Marie nodded, sucking on her
filter, tasting smoke for the first time.  "K, Marie.  Now, blow it right
out."  Marie looked to the mirror and blew out a cloud of smoke.  She starred
at her image, the smoke curling off the cigarette held close to her face.
"It's ok, Marie.  Just do the same thing again when you feel like it.  How
does it feel?  Tasted sort of funny?"  

Marie considered.  "Yeah, I guess, but sort of minty, too.  Not bad."  She
moved the cigarette to her lips again and drew, eyes widening noticeably.
She'd let a bit of smoke get to her windpipe and felt the nicotine this time.  

"That's the menthol, Marie", Jeannie explained.

Marie was blowing out another cloud when Tami caught Jeannie's eye.  "Me,
now?  Please."  

Jeannie smiled and raised her lighter once more.  "Go easy, now, Tami.  Not
too much, ok."  

Tami nodded as Jeannie flicked her lighter.  Marie watched as the flame bent
toward Tami's first cigarette.  She barely breathed in any at all and quickly
blew it out, making a face.  "It's bitter!"  

"Did you taste the menthol, too?" Marie asked.  Tami nodded.  "Well, try it
again.  It gets better, sweetie."  

Tami starred at herself in the mirror, wincing as a bit of the smoke got into
her eyes.  "You swear it gets better?"  

Jeannie nodded.  She lit her own cigarette, tapping it off against the saucer
to illustrate.  "Better tap that ash off, Marie.  It's call "trimming".  You
need to do that once in a while.  Ok?"  

Marie nodded and awkwardly tapped her cigarette against the edge of the
saucer.  She turned to Tami.  "Take a puff with me, Tami."  She placed the
cigarette between her lips and drew, the tip of the cigarette glowing as she
did.  Tami matched her.  Marie pursed her lips, exhaling her cloud.  Tami
followed suit.  "Better, Tami?"  

"Yeah," Tami said softly, "I think it is."  The girls took several more
puffs, giggling over how they looked "soooooo bad", "older", "verrry sexy!"  

They were posing at the mirror, each trying to outdo one another when Jeannie
asked, "Ready to try inhaling?"  

Marie and Tami trimmed their cigarettes and nodded eagerly.  "Ok, here's what
you do.  Take a very small puff, even smaller than your first one, ok?"  She
waited for the nods.  "Ok, then hold it in your mouth for a second or two,
right?"  Another pair of nods.  "Then, open your mouth and breathe it in.
Hold it in your lungs for a few seconds.  You're going to feel it, trust me!
Marie and Tami looked at one another.  Marie licked her lower lip nervously.
"Then just exhale.  You might cough.  Most of us did, at least a little.
You'll get over it.  Ready?"  

Marie and Tami raised their cigarettes to their pretty lips, sealed tight to
begin their inhale.  "That's enough!"  Jeannie instructed.  They extracted
the cigarettes, placing them to the sides of their faces in unison.  "Ok,
open your mouths and breathe in."  They both did, their breasts rising.
Tami's eyes popped wide as the nicotine hit her lungs.  Marie's, too.  "Ok,
now let you lips form a little "O" and breathe out."  Jeannie's lips pursed
to show what she meant.  Tami was fighting the urge to cough, but she began
to exhale as Marie did.  At first there was nothing but finally a thin
stream.  Both girls finally coughed at the end.  Jeannie laughed.  "You both
did REALLY well.  Almost all of us coughed a little at first.  It's the
smoke.  You aren't used to it yet."  

Nadia turned on her fan, directing it toward the window.  

"I'm sorry, Nadia.  Is our smoke bothering you?"  Marie looked concerned.  

"No, Marie.  I just want to clear out the room a bit in case mom or dad comes
in later.  The whole house smells like smoke anyway.  I don't think they'll
really notice."  

"Another puff, girls?"  Jeannie asked, attentive to her students.

Tami smiled and brought her cigarette, her cigarette, to her lips.  She
inhaled a bit of her smoke and blew out a thin stream, all the while watching
herself in the mirror.  Marie followed, inhaling a bit more, tapping her
cigarette against the saucer, exhaling.  No cough this time.  Marie giggled
and nudged Tina.  "Do we look hot, or what?"  

Tami just smiled.  No one gave her the business about being so "anti" until
tonight.  These girls were all right!

The sound of a lighter caught their attention.  They spun around to see Nadia
with a cigarette between her lips, tip glowing as she inhaled.  "Nadia!  You
smoke, too???"  

Nadia nodded as she open her mouth revealing a big ball of smoke.  She
breathed it in, held for a couple of seconds, then tipped her chin up as she
easily exhaled a long stream.  "Yeah, me, too.  I only just started."  She
didn't mention that "just started" meant that night.  Her smooth smoking
style didn't betray her deception.  

Tami took another puff, inhaling a bit more deeply, exhaling a thicker stream
this time.  "This is nicer than I ever thought it could be.  I think I'm
getting a little dizzy though."  

"That's normal at first, Tami.  You'll get over it."  Nadia was becoming a
bit of an expert already.  "You look good smoking, Tami.  Really hot,
girlfriend.  And Marie!  Wow!  Why didn't you start earlier?  You look
great!"  

Tami and Marie smiled appreciatively.  "Umm, how do we get cigarettes,
though?"  Marie was thinking ahead.  

"Your big sister smokes, doesn't she?  And your mom?"  Jeannie offered.
Marie nodded.  "Well, maybe you can get Sherri to buy them for you.  She's
18, right?"  Marie nodded again.  "Or you can swipe a few from your mom's
pack here and there.  What's she smoke?"  

"Well, mom smokes Benson and Hedges Menthols, I think.  Sherri smokes
Marlboro Reds."  

"Whoa!  Those are really strong."  Jeannie exclaimed.

Nadia took another puff on her VSM, smoke swirling around her face as she
withdrew her cigarette, moving her hand to her knee and exhaling
thoughtfully.  "I guess I could give you a couple of mine if you like.  You
know, just in case you wanted to try it again."  Nadia smiled.  

"That's sweet of you Nadia," Marie gushed.  

"How about one of each for each of you?" Jeannie offered.  "That way you can
decided if you like one better than the other.  You'll probably try a few
different ones anyway."  

Nadia and Marie laid out the cigarettes, wrapped them in tissues and handed
them to Tami and Marie.  "Put them in your purse for later."  

Nadia took another puff, exhaling a lovely stream, then crushed out her
cigarette.  Tami and Marie took last puffs and crushed theirs out.  "Like
smoking, Marie? - Tami?"  

The girls exhaled slowly, their streams now a little thicker.  "Yeah," Marie
breathed, "I think we do."  

She glanced at Tami who simply nodded.  "Ok, we'd better get back down to the
party?"  Nadia was a thoughtful hostess.  

"Wait!  Who's going to take care of the ashtray?" Marie asked.  

"I've got it." Nadia replied.  "You go back down to the party.  Jeannie and I
will be right down."" Nadia cleaned up, flushing the butts down the toilet.
Her mom and dad respected her privacy.  They'd probably never notice.  

"So," said Jeannie.  "quite a night for you.  First you have your first
cigarettes and then you help me get Tami and Marie started!"  

Nadia laughed.  "I guess I'm just one of the bad girls, girlfriend!"  

"Yeah," Jeannie came back.  "I guess we both are!"

Nadia thought back over the day's events.  She was finally 14.  The party was
a big success.  She smiled in memory as she looked into her dressing mirror
to fix her hair and makeup.  Reaching into her beach bag, she retrieved her
comb and lipstick, coming across her package of Virginia Slims Menthols as
she did.  She couldn't resist.  Nadia smiled softly to herself as she brought
one of her VSMs to her lovely lips, stealing a glance at her image, "And now,
I smoke."

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