Suzie's Wish, Part 4

SUZIE'S WISH
by uciboy

PART IV

Life couldn't have been more different for Suzie and her family.  Smoke hung
heavy in the house as her stay-at-home Mom would chain from one cigarette into
another.  When each came to the table for dinner, they placed their pack of
cigarettes next to their plates.  After a few days, they didn't even bother to
finish the meal before lighting up and letting the smoke rise above the meal.
Family dinners were now filled with laughter and conversation rather than the
icy cold silence that Suzie grew up with.  Moreover, no longer having to hide
her smoking, Suzie actually increased her consumption - up to at least a pack
a day - as she tried to keep up with her nearly 2 pack a day family.  

Relationships also changed in the family as smoking brought them closer
together.  Suzie would have long talks with her Mom every day after school
about her classes and, of course, about boys.  "Make sure you find a boy who
accepts your smoking," her mother counseled.  She even hinted how pleasurable
sex was going to be - when she was older, of course - by making love to a
smoker.  Indeed, Suzie noticed how her parents could hardly keep their hands
off of each other, heading to bed early each night at 10 pm while she and her
sister watched television or finished some homework.

Suzie also formed a bond with Allison who shed her FOB status almost
immediately after taking up smoking.  Suzie laughed out loud when she saw
Allison wear jeans for the first time rather than the schoolgirl outfits her
mother had always bought for her.  Allison held onto the glasses, but chose
something smaller and more stylish.  She also started smoking Marlboro Reds
100s, seeking a more masculine look.  Suzie was thrilled at the changes as the
two would now spend hours each night before they went to bed talking about
life.  For Suzie, things couldn't have been better.

And then a few months after she made her wish, things started to change....

Suzie noticed the changes first in her sister who was no longer as focused on
school as she once was.  At least once a week she was disciplined for smoking
on school grounds.  Her mother encouraged her to smoke off-campus, but Allison
protested that there wasn't enough time between classes.

Suzie could also see her sister morphing into something she had never even
imagined could happen to her.  Allison went through the jeans phase quickly
before she started only wearing leather, switching in the process to an
all-white 100 Marlboro to contrast the look.  The music coming out of her
smoky bedroom had gone from soft rock to funk to some sort of acid new wave
that Suzie was unfamiliar with.  Suzie also noticed that Allison was hanging
around with a different crowd on campus.  "What happened to Julie?" Suzie once
asked her sister.  

"She's too boring," Allison replied.  "I only hang around smokers now," she
said with a wink and a smile.

"You've been comin' home pretty late these last few nights.  What are your new
friends like?"

Allison stubbed out her Kool cigarette in a full ashtray and immediately lit
another one.  "They're insane!  I want you to meet 'em.  You wanna go to a
rave tonight?"

"It's a school night?  I have to study."

Allison frowned at her sister.  "School is for nerds.  Come on - come with
us."

"When did you get into raving?" Suzie asked with surprise.

"It's part of my new image," Allison replied as she held the cigarette up to
her cheek like a debutante.

"You don't think Mom will mind?" Suzie asked.  "Are you kidding?  She can't
stop sucking Dad's cock!"  And then Allison belted out a wicked laugh as
Suzie's face contorted at even the thought of her Mom performing oral sex on
her Dad.

+++++++++++++++++++++++

It was an 17 and over club, but somehow Allison had managed to sweet talk the
bouncer into letting in her baby sister.  Immediately upon entering, Allison
gave out a whoop when she saw her friends, all of them, like her, clad in
leather.

"Sis," Allison said with introductions to a group of whites and Asian
Americans, "this is Brian, Peter, Sam, Tricia," she paused and with a giggle
said pointing at one person, "I don't know your name, and Sally."  Suzie had
never seen these people before - some of whom looked much older than Allison.
"And this," Allison said as she moved towards one girl and put her arm around
her, "is Ginger."

Ginger was gorgeous!  She was only 5'3" but what she lacked in height she made
up in sheer beauty.  Her full bodied black hair went down to her shoulders and
framed her thin face.  She wore a leather jacket over a black T-shirt and
leather pants and boots.  If Suzie were gay, she'd fall in love.  

"Hi, Suzie," Ginger said with a beautiful smile.  "I've heard a lot about
you."

"She's from China," Allison whispered to her sister, "but she's studying here
in the United States."  Suzie was impressed at her perfect English.  Her own
mother had been in the U.S. for 20 years but could barely speak a
grammatically correct sentence.

"So Allison tells me you're a sophomore," Ginger said as she brought a Capri
120 up to her lips, made the tip glow, and then blew a ray of smoke above
Suzie's head.  The thin cigarette was a perfect match with her thin body.  "I
hope we're not keeping you up past your bedtime," she said mokingly.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah," Allison interrupted, "enough talk.  Do you have my candy?"

Ginger turned to her friend and said seductively, "Have you been a good girl?"

Allison looked longingly into Ginger's eyes.  "You know I have," she said in a
murmur that made Suzie uncomfortable.  

Ginger opened the palm of her hand and revealed three brightly colored
capsules.  Suzie knew immediately it was ecstasy.  "Now open wide," Ginger
said to Allison as she popped one of the pills into her mouth.  She then
placed one between her own lips and said to Suzie, "Would you like one?"

"No thanks," Suzie replied.  She never did drugs and had no intention of
starting now.

"Well," Ginger said in jest to Allison, "who's gonna eat this?"

Allison gave a guilty looking smile at her sister.  "Can't let it go to waste
now, can we?" and she popped the remaining pill into her own mouth.  She
closed her eyes, eager for the drug to take effect, and yelled out, "Brian!
Where's my beer?!"  From under his coat, Brian pulled out three bottles of
beer, giving one to Allison, Suzie, and Ginger.  Allison took a swig,
swallowed, and cried out, "Time to party!"

For several hours Suzie danced with Ginger and her sister, the whole time
watching Allison growing more and more out of control.  But the room was too
hot, too smoky and loud for Suzie who finally moved off to the side of the
packed dance floor to rest.  She was feeling dizzy from too many beers and
something in the air that she was sure was more than just tobacco smoke.  She
sat in a corner with her head down, trying to regain her senses, wondering
what the hell she was doing there on a school night.  

By 12:30 she was ready to go home.  She lit a cigarette and started to look
for her sister on the dance floor.  But Allison wasn't easily found.  When
Suzie asked some of the people she had met earlier where Allison was, they all
shrugged their shoulders - that is, until Suzie came to Tricia.  "You lookin'
for your sister?" the scantily dressed woman asked and took her by the hand to
a corner of the dance floor.  She pointed down on the floor where two people
were under a blanket.  "There."

When Tricia lifted the blanket, Suzie found Ginger lying to the side of
Allison, their tongues locked passionately, and Ginger's hand vigorously
fingering Allison's pussy.  "Oh my God!  Allison, what the fuck are you
doing?"

Ginger's hand paused as Allison looked up and saw her sister looking down on
her sternly, a cigarette held by her side that made her appear truly sexy.
With an expression of pure ecstasy on her face, Allison replied, "Hey, Sis.
You wanna join us?"  Ginger gave a wicked smile at Suzie.  How truly delicious
it would be to corrupt the younger sister, as well.

Suzie could barely hide her disgust.  "It's time to go home!"

"You better drive yourself," Allison replied, practically panting from
Ginger's strong fingers, "I'm gonna stay a while longer."  She reached into
her coat pocket and threw Suzie the keys.

"I don't have a license," Suzie protested.

"Well, then, you better not get pulled over."  Allison looked into Ginger's
eyes and pulled her hand down back to her crotch.  "Make me cum hard, baby,"
she pleaded.

Tricia, who had been standing there the whole time, threw the blanket back
over the fucking duo.  "Sorry, kid," she said and went back out onto the dance
floor.

In a fury, Suzie stormed out of the club and drove home.

+++++++++++++++++++

The incident at the rave club put a serious rift between Suzie and Allison.
It's not that Suzie minded that her sister was gay - well, of course it did
take some getting used to - but this Ginger was like poison.  Allison was
heading into real trouble if she continued to hang around with this woman.

Allison started skipping school as she came home later each night drunk or
stoned or both.  One night when she came home at 3 am, she stumbled into
Suzie's room, too stoned to know where her own bedroom was.  "Sis," Suzie
pleaded, "you gotta get a hold of yourself."  

Allison lit a cigarette calmly and said to her sister in a slurred voice, "I
am.  Leave me alone," and then she vomited all over the floor.  It took
several days for the stench to finally dissipate.

Suzie could hardly bare it when Allison started to bring Ginger home.  She'd
have to listen to them fuck each other all night.  She protested to her Mom,
but Sung-Hee replied obliviously, "Allison need a friend.  At least Ginger
polite, eh?"

The breaking point for Suzie was when she came home one afternoon and saw her
sister and Ginger snorting coke in the living room right off the glass coffee
table while Sung-Hee was out.  "That's it," Suzie screamed, her Korean temper
at full fury.  "Bitch," she said to Ginger, "I want you out of my house and
out of my sister's life!  You come back here, I'm calling the police!"

Allison, too stoned to move from the couch, watched Ginger give Suzie a smirk.
She picked up her purse and put her hand on Allison's cheek.  "See ya round,"
Ginger said, and walked out the door.

Tears began to swell up in Allison's eyes as Suzie sat next to her and tried
to revive her.  "Why'd you do that?" she said in a whimper.  "Ginger's my
friend - and now you've run her off."

"Sis," Suzie pleaded with Allison, "she's bad news.  You need to clean
yourself up.  You need to stay away from her."

"I need to stay away from you," Allison said, her own Korean temper now
flaring, fueled by the mood swings of the cocaine.  "Why don't you just leave
me alone?!" she hollered as she slammed the door to her bedroom.

"What's happening here?" Suzie asked herself as she sat on the couch alone and
reached for a Marlboro in her purse.

END PART IV

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