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Author's note: The following story is satire, and is not intended to, in any sense, impugn the fine folks at big tobacco companies who, no doubt, put their customers best interests ahead of their profits. The author does not necessarily condone the use of tobacco, by adults or minors, nor the use of illegal substances, nor masturbation, nor participation in lesbian sex, nor any other morally questionable practice depicted in the story. Later parts of the story contain graphic sexual language, and are not suitable for underage readers. Any resemblance to smoking fetish fiction is purely accidental. All other imaginable disclaimers apply. Test Subject Conclusion: "Business and Pleasure" Maureen pulled cigar smoke into her lungs and practiced making smoke rings while she waited for either her sister to come back, or for their guests to arrive. It turned out that Cynthia and Emily got there before Julia was finished. Hearing them talking as they approached the door, Maureen went and opened it before they knocked. Both of them were wearing fashionable business attire, and they held their freshly lit cigarettes between their long fingers, with their wrists bent at the same feminine angle. In addition, Cynthia was carrying a fairly large black briefcase. Maureen noticed that Emily had her raven black hair carefully braided, and was wearing more makeup than usual. "Come on in," she whispered to the pair, taking her cigar out of her mouth as she spoke, and then putting it back in to take a long drag. "Try to be quiet though. Julia is in the bathroom, and I want her to be surprised when she sees you." "She doesn't know we're coming?" Emily asked, smiling. "She's been in the bathroom since Cynthia called," Maureen told her guests, exhaling partially before she spoke, and then, after a secondary inhale, breathing out the rest of the smoke. Cynthia moved close to Maureen, pressed their bodies close, and gave her a kiss on her lips, exhaling her latest puff and then biting gently on Maureen's lower lip as she drew away. "It smells like you guys started the party without us," she said in a low voice. Turning to her sister, she said, "Looks like we have a little bit of catching up to do." The two sisters shared a knowing look and matching cryptic smiles. As her guests made their way quietly into the cozy living room, Maureen hastened to her favorite chair, claiming it before either of her guests asked any embarrassing questions. As she sat down, she puffed in her cigar smoke in relief. She wouldn't have minded if it was just Cynthia, but she didn't know Emily as intimately, and she was sure that if her sister was reminded it would become a running joke throughout the evening. She had no sooner sat down, when Cynthia asked, "Do you have a bottle of water?" "Um, sure. Do you want anything Emily?" "Not to drink right now, thank you," Emily said politely before making the tip of her cigarette glow brightly. Maureen got up, taking her almost spent cigar with her as she hurried into the kitchen to fetch the required drink. Taking a final puff and inhale on her cigar before putting it out in the ashtray she kept in the room, she hoped that her sitting down in the chair had effectively claimed it, so that neither of the sisters would take the seat. She rushed back to the room, and was happy to notice that Cynthia and Emily had taken places at the couch, with Cynthia sitting closest to Maureen's favorite chair. Moreover, as she handed the bottle of water to Cynthia, she observed that the doctor had opened her briefcase and had removed from it a decently sized water pipe, which she held between her legs. Smoking on the cigarette she had sticking out of her mouth, she was filling the bowl with smelly green bud while Emily looked on. "Thank you, honey," Cynthia said, her words of gratitude carrying small puffs of smoke with them. She opened the bottle, and poured some into the water pipe. Taking her cigarette out of her mouth, she held it between the fingers of her free hand while her other hand reached for a lighter. She lost no time in blazing up the contents of the water pipe's bowl, saying smilingly before she did so, "Age before beauty." Maureen and Emily watched intently as Cynthia put her mouth slightly inside the top of the pipe, her cheeks hollowing with the effort of sucking as the clear water pipe began bubble festively and fill with thick smoke. After about five seconds, Cynthia suddenly removed the stem, and the smoke went shooting into her rising chest. Emily casually grabbed the pipe, and, focusing her gaze intently on the bowl, clicked the lighter and repeated her sister's actions, filling the bong again with white smoke. As the pipe bubbled once again and filled with smoke, the toilet in the bathroom suddenly flushed, and Julia made her way back into the room. Emily looked up from the pipe, and met Julia's gaze with her own. Maureen thought she saw Emily's parted lips smile in happiness as she pulled the stem out and sucked the smoke forcefully through the pipe and into her lungs. "Did you get lost?" Maureen asked her sister, prompting Cynthia to snort unexpectedly as she tried to keep from laughing. Two little wisps of smoke came out of her nostrils before she released a full exhale of still thick smoke in Julia's direction. Immediately, she took a strong drag from her cigarette. Julia's pretty face flushed, but she shot back, "I thought you spilled something on that chair you're sitting in. Is it still wet?" Now it was Maureen's turn to flush. She considered saying something further, but decided to let her little sister have the last word, at least for now. Julia went over to her sister and helped herself to a luxury length Allure. She popped it in her mouth and lit it in one fluid motion. "You didn't tell me we were expecting company," she said after she had completed her snap inhale. "Don't you hate it when company drops by unexpectedly? Actually, Cynthia called right after you got in the bathroom, about fifteen minutes ago or so." Emily, still looking at Julia intently patted the empty space on the sofa beside her. "You're next in the rotation," she croaked, keeping most of the smoke inside. The way Emily was scrutinizing Julia reminded Maureen of the way that Cynthia had looked at her after her own bathroom break yesterday. "You'll have to help me with that pipe. I'm new at this," Julia said, softly, as she sat down, continuing to gaze into Emily's eyes. "Open your mouth," Emily told Julia, who complied readily. Emily put her face very close to Julia's, and exhaled into Julia's parted lips, while Julia breathed slowly in. The two girls continued to stare into each other's eyes, and Emily's tongue made fleeting contact with Julia's braces before she turned her face away. "After you exhale, put your mouth into the tube on the top, and I'll take care of the rest," Emily said, smiling. Julia again followed Emily's instructions, exhaling the remnants of Emily's bong hit, and fully emptying her lungs before putting her mouth in the appropriate place. Emily smiled as she lit the bowl and Julia began to make the bong bubble. After a few seconds, Emily removed the stem, and the smoke rushed into Julia. Emily took a drag on her cigarette and, after inhaling a ball of smoke from a large snap inhale, whispered something into Julia's ear, causing Maureen's sister to once again smile and blush. Cynthia reached over and took the water pipe from Julia. Sucking on it quickly, she took in the smoke that remained in the chamber, and proceeded to pack up another bowl. She exhaled, and took another drag on her cigarette before passing the pipe to Maureen, who herself had just exhaled a stream of smoke from her freshly lit Allure. "By the way, you were right about me cutting class," Maureen told Cynthia, who smiled her puzzling smile and blew a cloud of smoke into the air. As Maureen operated the pipe as she had seen the other women do, Cynthia began to speak. Maureen struggled to concentrate on the words. "I told you we'd take care of business first, then pleasure, but there's no good reason why we can't do both at once. Maureen, I take it you haven't mentioned the job offer to Julia yet?" Right after she removed the stem, and sucked the thick smoke inside, Maureen pinched her eyes shut and shook her head no. "Well, Julia, I'd like to offer you and your sister a job in marketing for our little company. We'll pay you each $70,000 a year, plus bonuses. Does that sound like something you'd be interested in?" Julia pumped in several drags off of her cig, and said, "Yeah, definitely." Maureen reflected, before exhaling and taking a drag off of her cigarette, that Julia was considerably quiet, especially since Emily had arrived. Cynthia broke into her thoughts. "Are you gonna pass that over here, babe?" Maureen started, and then handed the water pipe over to Cynthia, who began to hit it. Emily continued her sister's speech, while her sister was otherwise occupied. "We would like Maureen to start immediately, and Julia to start right after her braces come off." "Who exactly would we be marketing your product to?" Maureen asked. Cynthia handed the pipe over to her sister and continued, speaking while still holding in her smoke. "Well, how would the two of you like to begin a career in modeling?" Maureen took another puff on her Allure before she replied. "I don't understand." "We would like to begin distributing our product carefully, especially considering all of the scrutiny that larger tobacco companies receive from an over-zealous media and from all of the health Nazis. Yet, we would also like for our customers to be people of glamour and influence. Since a disproportionate number of fashion models smoke, it seems like a good place to begin. As you meet others in the modeling business, you could casually introduce them to our product. Once they try it, I'm sure they'll keep coming back for more."" Julia asked, "How do you know that we could make it as models? Thousands of girls try modeling, and even some very good looking women don't succeed?" Cynthia spoke through an exhale. "You both have the looks to be a model, definitely, and I think you could actually make it big in the industry. In fact, if you would like, we are prepared to pay for you to have any cosmetic enhancements you see fit to have, although," she hastened to add, "I don't think you need them. To further ensure your success, we have some important connections in the modeling world, and certain ways of making sure that you get noticed. "One further benefit of your career in modeling is that it is a plausible explanation for Julia's sudden large income, and a way for her to become more independent." Julia looked very pleased, and took an extra long drag on her cigarette to show it. Emily finished her hit, and passed to Julia before she took a turn speaking. "Our newest product, designer cigarettes, seem especially suited to the modeling lifestyle. We're working on ways to custom make Allure cigarettes to fully compliment individual users' unique brain chemistry. Of course, you and your sister will be among the first to get to try what we consider to be the future of smoking pleasure." "Which way is this going," Julia said suddenly, obviously disorientated. Emily patted her on the inside of her knee, and passed the pipe over to Maureen by way of Cynthia. "Part of the reason why we introduced you to "tobacco," (Cynthia made little quotation marks with her fingers, two of which were holding the Allure she had just lit), was because its use is so common in the fashion world. We think Maureen would have great success if she plied her potential customers with high quality Mary Jane before introducing them to the pleasure of Allures." "I have a question," Julia raised her hand, which was holding her Allure, in the air as if she was calling a teacher's attention in class. "Why do you seem to peddle Allures exclusively to females?" "It's a woman thing, darling," Emily answered, smiling, before taking a lengthy puff on her cig and breathing it down. "Emily's right," Cynthia said. "Women just respond better to our product. Study after study has demonstrated that women get more addicted to nicotine than men. Our brains just react to it differently. We specifically use smoking to cope with stress, anger, sadness, fear, and other negative emotions. We also use cigarettes when we have positive emotions such as happiness." She sucked on her cigarette and drew the smoke down. "Our nicotine use is linked to our passions. Therefore, women make very good test subjects and initial consumers." Maureen said, "I have a question too, about the crystallized nicotine. I read somewhere that pure nicotine was extremely toxic and unstable, and that it was actually explosive. How do you make it so that it is safe?" "That's a company secret," Emily said, jokingly. "Actually, we're able to slightly tweak the chemical structure of our nicotine, so that the product that we're enjoying is similar to, but at the same time, quite different from what people get in traditional cigarettes. Any more questions?" Maureen was sure she had more, but couldn't think of them just then, considering her state of mind. She was almost relieved when Cynthia took the bong away from her and set it on the table. A quiet settled over the room as each woman escaped into their own thoughts. Maureen closed her eyes and enjoyed the intense high that the quality herb had given her, while she breathed her Allure smoke in and out. All around her, she could hear various pops, whooshes, crackles, and sighs as her companions sucked in their nicotine methodically. She almost didn't need to smoke to get nicotine; there was more than enough second hand smoke in the surrounding air to keep her satisfied. Nevertheless, she continued taking in more puffs. When she sensed that her cigarette was almost finished, she opened her eyes, and saw that the other three women were likewise finished or finishing their smokes. Cynthia produced four cigars, and handed one to each of them. The four women puffed their cigars alight at once from the flame that Emily offered from her extended lighter. Each inhaled deeply, and held it in, before reluctantly releasing their breath into the room, adding to the dense layers of nicotine residue in the air. "I'd like to propose a toast," Cynthia said. "To new partnerships!" Emily and Julia's eyes met once again, and Emily reached over and took Julia's hand into her own. Although the women didn't have any drinks at hand, they followed Cynthia's lead, raising their cigars, and touching the lit ends together, before they took more of the smoke into their already smoke soaked lungs. Maureen was just beginning to plot how to get rid of Emily and Julia, so that she and Cynthia could have more time to themselves, when Julia solved her problem. "Come with me," Julia suddenly told Emily in a low voice, smoke sputtering from her lips. She helped herself to the box whose contents she and Maureen had enjoyed earlier in the evening, and led her partner into Maureen's bedroom. "Don't wait up," she called out to Maureen, prompting a girlish giggle from Emily. Behind them, the door to Maureen's bedroom swung quietly shut. Taking a long drag, Cynthia shrugged her shoulders and pulled Maureen over on the couch, and the two women exchanged a few long, tender smoky kisses. Maureen began to caress Cynthia's chest tenderly as it expanded and contracted with each inhale and exhale of smoke. She was just beginning to wonder if they could go further without being disturbed, when, faintly, she began to hear a rhythmic creaking, presumably from her bed. She also heard periodic giggles from behind the door, and occasional clicks of a lighter besides. The crack of light that showed forth from beneath the door soon went out. Cynthia smiled sweetly as she reached over and turned off the light in the living room as well. All that could be seen in the room were two small orange lights, which would frequently glow brighter for a few seconds, revealing one or another of the women's faces, before their luminosity once again diminished. In the darkness, Cynthia and Maureen pleasured their lungs while they pleasured each other, trying, as doubtless Emily and Julia were, not to make too much noise. An exciting new chapter was beginning in their lives, and Maureen was elated at the turn her life had taken during one short week. "I love you," Cynthia said, before taking a final drag off of her cigar and blowing it directly into Maureen. "I love you, too," Maureen replied, breathlessly. The two orange lights became three, and then four, before suddenly becoming two again. So it would continue all through the night. `f |
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