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Katie's Smoking Epiphany (Part 10) by Dromedary Joe Loosely based on a true story... Katie woke up early the next morning. Was this really her room? As the sun came through the east window, it illuminated the smoke which had accumulated in her room from the night before. She picked up her pack of Marlboro 100's and lit her first one of the day. It was a good feeling knowing she could simply smoke one upon waking up without having to leave the house. She would enjoy her new found freedom. She took a shower, got dressed and the phone rang as she was about to head downstairs to eat breakfast. It was Mike. He asked if he could pick her up for school. Routinely, she usually picked up someone on the way to school, either Rosa, the twins, or Karen, but today, strangely, she had no such plans. She of course said yes. She got a ride to school with Mike and she naturally shared a few smokes with him in the parking lot. After they smoked the second one, he crushed it out in his ashtray and reached over and held her hand. They talked for a few minutes before heading to class. "Hey, I guess since you didn't drive your car to school, you'll need a ride home, too, right?" Mike said. "Hmm. I guess so. If the right guy asks me," she said and gave him a wink. Mike gave her a ride home and then asked her out on their first date that night. The special occasion when she would smoke the Virginia Slims in her desk drawer was that night and she shared a few of the 120's with him as they held hands. They went out to dinner and a movie, and then shared their first kiss that night. Within a week, he gave her a promise ring. Things were going good with everyone else. Rosa got a new boyfriend. The twins got caught smoking again, in response to which their dad had said, "Fine, smoke if you want to. But you'll have to buy your own. Your friends Katie and Karen would be so disappointed in you both if they knew you smoked." The twins, of course, laughed hard about that. Katie and Karen smoked a lot more than they did and Chad and Karen "did it." Katie hung out with the twins one night about a month after the first time they smoked together. Before she left the house, her mom said she was going shopping. Did she need anything? "I'm out of smokes, Mom. I can pick up a pack at the Haitian Station after I pick up the twins, but could you buy me a carton?" Katie smoked the last one in her pack on the way to pick up the twins. It was unusual for her to run that low since she almost always had two packs in her purse. But she had been busy that day and hadn't had a chance to pick any up. When the twins piled into her car, she asked them for a smoke. "Actually, we're out and our parents won't give us our allowance early." said April. "Probably because they know we'll spent it on cigarettes," finished her twin. Damn, thought Katie, this is an emergency. She raced to the Haitian Station at record pace. "Good evening, Sunshine!" said her friend behind the counter. She smiled and gave him a hug. It had been a while since her mom starting buying her cartons, although she still came there from time to time for Dr. Pepper. It was hard to believe she had been so hostile towards him before she started smoking. She got three sodas from the cooler, some gum, and headed back to the counter. "You still have the three pack special?" asked Katie. "No, three pack special ended last week," Turban man said, but then added, "But for you, I always have three pack special!" Katie was never sure if she could mix and match on the three pack special, and tonight she didn't want to push the issue. She would buy three of the same kind. Should she buy her usual Marlboro 100's or buy the twins' Newport Kings? She didn't feel like hearing them whine, so she said, "Give me three packs of Newport Kings in the box, please." Turban Man turned around to get the cigarettes, but then Katie stopped him. "Make that three packs of Newport 100's in the box," she said. When she got to the car, she handed one each to the twins. "One for you, one for you, *and* one for me." Katie said. "Ooh, Katie is joining the Newport Club!" April said to Amy. "No, just wanted to try something different," said Katie as she packed her cigarettes. Actually, Katie thought to herself, she did find herself smoking Newports a lot when she was out with all her friends. Whenever she was in the mood to try something different, she always seemed to ask the twins for one of theirs rather than one of her other friends'. By then, Mike had switched to Marlboro 100's because he enjoyed sharing longer cigarettes with her. As she drove the twins home, the twins said they liked the 100's better and would probably start buying those instead from then on. What took them so long? Katie thought to herself. All their friends smoked 100's, not Kings. Katie dropped the twins off and lit another cigarette. She noticed it was the last one in her pack. She must have really liked smoking the Newports, she thought to herself. She breathed in a fresh breath of air and savored the minty feeling in her mouth. She liked the sensation of menthol smoke, maybe she could switch for a little while. But then she remembered her mom had gone to the store and bought her a carton of Marlboro 100's that night. Maybe some other time. She got home and asked her mom for her carton. "Shit!" her mom said, "I'm sorry I forgot all about it. I'll run to the store and get you some. The usual?" Katie started to nod her head, but then said, "No, mom. I think I'll change up for a little bit. Get me a carton of Newport 100's, box" About halfway through the carton, she realized this was her brand. Sure she would occasionally smoke Marlboro 100's when she was sharing one with Mike, but she was a Newport girl now. It was getting close to Christmas and Katie was starting to get in the holiday spirit. Sure, she didn't go to church anymore. She smoked, drank, and cursed, and she would probably lose her virginity to Mike really soon, but she cherished Christmas as a time of love and giving. She had been thinking about something for a long time. Or at least since she had started smoking. Karen was her best friend forever, but it hadn't always been that way. There had once been Carla... Carla had been Katie's best friend since kindergarten. They lived in the same neighborhood and they had done everything together from church, to camp, to being in the same activities and sports after school. Carla had given her comfort when she spent the night at Katie's house the night her father had died in an automobile accident. Katie remembered that night as if it were yesterday. She would not have made it through without Carla's support. A few months after the tragedy it was summer and Carla and Katie, both 12 at the time, had been swimming in Carla's pool. The pool seemed like it had had too much chlorine in it, and both Katie and Carla decided to take a shower afterwards. "Let's take one together," said Katie. "How 'bout we take a bath?" asked Carla. "Okay," said Katie. They both started giggling and got in the bathtub naked together. They had, of course, seen each other naked before, but this seemed like a new experience. They sat in the tub splashing each other and cutting up when Katie noticed Carla's breasts. They both were going through puberty and developing into women really fast. "Look at those big tits of yours!" said Katie and before she could think, she had grabbed one of Carla's breasts. "Well, look at your tits!" said Carla as she returned the favor. It was a novelty touching and been touched and the girls sort of fondled each other for a few minutes before Katie took her tongue and put it in Carla's mouth. They started making out, but when they heard Carla's dad's car pull into the driveway, they quickly got out of the bathtub, got dressed, and that was the end of that. Katie had always wondered what would have happened had Carla's parents not come home. It hadn't really been a sexual experience, but she knew it would have ended up that way. The next day, Katie went over to Carla's house and Carla said she had a big secret to tell Katie. "What kind of secret?" asked Katie. "A really big secret! Promise not to tell?" asked Carla. "Promise," said Katie and Carla made her pinky swear to it. Carla went into the bedroom and came out holding a pack of her dad's Camel cigarettes. She sat down next to Katie and lit one up. "You smoke!" said Katie as she got an irritated look on her face. "That's gross!" "Katie, why don't you try it ?" asked Carla. "No way, it's bad enough my mom has started smoking again. I don't want to have a best friend who smokes." Katie ran home. She never went over Carla's house after that, although Carla would knock on her door and Katie would tell her mom to tell Carla that she wasn't home or was busy doing homework. Katie's mom asked her why she was being like that, but Katie never told her mom. Even though Carla wasn't her friend anymore she still honored the pinky swear. Katie hated smoking and swore to herself she would never start smoking. Through the years, she had seen Carla a lot. They were in classes together and they crossed paths in the hallways of school. But their worlds had drifted further apart. Katie started being more active in church and made friends with Karen, a girl at the church she had started attending. Carla had started hanging out with the rough crowd and there were always rumors about her. Carla's self-proclaimed bisexuality was a well known fact to all on campus. Katie had always wondered if the incident in the bathtub had turned her gay. Had Katie turned her gay? After all, Katie had touched her first and kissed her first. Katie even wondered if maybe Carla thought of her when she was with another girl. Carla had turned into a beautiful young woman with a nice body, albeit a very streetwise girl, unlike Katie's friends who were more preppy, perky, pretty types, with the exception of perhaps Rosa. One day before Christmas break her senior year, Katie passed Carla in the hallway. Usually, Carla would glare at Katie without saying a word. The contempt she felt for Katie was always obvious, even to those who didn't know they had once, long ago, been best friends. They looked each other in the eye and Katie saw the hate like she always did. But for a brief instant, she saw something else. She saw hurt. She had hurt Carla really bad. She looked away and started crying. She headed for the restroom, went into one of the stalls, and for one of the few times her senior year, smoked a cigarette in the girl's room. She was there for me when I needed someone most, when my father died, more than anyone else had been there for me and I stopped being her friend. And why? Because of this, she said, looking at the cigarette between her fingers. She made up her mind that moment to do whatever it took to become Carla's friend again. Even if it meant... It took her a week to finally do it. She had been at Mike's all afternoon when she told him she had to go somewhere. "Where you going, baby?" asked Mike. "To visit an old friend," Katie said. Katie got into her car and lit up another Newport. She had smoked a lot that day because she knew what she was going to do. She crushed out the cigarette right before she got to Carla's house, which was in her neighborhood. She put on some perfume, grabbed her purse and headed for the door. Carla's car was there, she noticed, so there was no chickening out. She rang the doorbell. It seemed like an eternity before Carla answered the door. "Can I help you with something?" Carla asked with a sarcastic tone. "Hey, Carla," started Katie, "it's been a long time. You want to talk?" "Sure, why not?" said Carla, " I always invite former best friends who stopped speaking to me years ago in for a talk. Come on in!" and gestured to the couch. Katie slowly made her way inside, not sure what to expect. It suddenly occurred to Katie that Carla might be interested in whipping her ass. That only added to the anxiety she was feeling right then. "Before we begin our chat, do you mind if I light up a cigarette?" asked Carla. She was playing with her, of course. Katie looked over and noticed there was a pack of More 120's Menthol laying on the coffee table. She had seen people smoke those brown cigarettes, but had never tried one. "No, of course not," Katie replied. Katie needed a cigarette too, but just remembered that she had left hers in the car. In her nervousness, she had forgotten to put them in her purse. "So what brings you to this neck of the woods, Katie?" said Carla, "I mean, we haven't spoken for what, five years?" It was obvious that Carla had thought that one day she might have this conversation. She might have the chance to give Katie a piece of her mind. Katie was at a loss for words. She started to say something and it came out awkwardly, "I just wanted to see how you were doing and to, you know, apologize for everything and to, you know, say I'm sorry.? Carla saw the hesitation on Katie's part and took a moment to take a drag off her More, deliberately blowing the smoke in Katie's face. "Oh, I'm sorry, is the smoke bothering you, Katie? I know Jesus doesn't like it when I smoke." "Actually," said Katie, "I was wondering if I could have a drag?" "You?" said Carla, caught off guard for the first time since Katie got there. She held out her cigarette and Katie took it out of her hand. Katie was really craving a smoke right then and she took a huge double pump off the More. "Wow," said Carla, "looks like that's not your first smoke." "No, I actually started smoking at the beginning of the school year," Katie told her. Katie took another drag off the More and thought they actually were pretty good. She continued, "It's hard to believe I started smoking. I never thought I would ever smoke, But I really enjoy it. It's hard to believe that a long time ago I stopped being friends with someone I really cared about, someone I really loved, someone who meant more to me than anything else, just because they smoked. How could I have been so stupid?" Katie started crying and she noticed she was crying so hard that tears were streaming down her face. Carla thought for a moment. If she wanted her one time friend to feel the pain she had once felt, still felt, now was the time to lower the boom. But something in Carla broke, and she too started crying. She gave Katie a big hug. They smoked the rest of the More 120's Menthol together and then Katie asked if she could have another one. "You really like these?" asked Carla. "Yeah, they're pretty good," said Katie. "I used to switch a lot, but now I almost always smoke these. They grow on you after a while," said Carla. "If I couldn't smoke these, I would probably smoke Newports. Probably the 100's." "That`s my brand" said Katie. "You smoke Newports?" asked Carla, "Wow, I'd have figured you'd smoke Marlboro Lights like all the rest of the preppy kids." They both laughed. "Hey, you mind if I run to my car and grab my cigarettes?" asked Katie. "Sure, I haven't smoked a Newport in a while," said Carla. Katie ran out there quickly, came back in, and lit up a Newport. "For you," she said as she handed it to Carla. They talked for a while about the old days. It seemed like every other sentence started with: "Remember when we ..." "Remember `Onion'?" said Carla. Katie laughed. Of course she remembered `Onion'. It was a game they played when they were around seven or eight years old. One of them would close their eyes. The other would grab something out of the refrigerator, usually something gross like onions, garlic, or hot sauce and eat it and then blow their breath into the blindfolded person's mouth. The person with the blindfold would have to guess what it was, but it wasn't an easy game - if you had the blindfold on, you had to take it until you guessed what the other person had just ate. "You know the rules, Katie." Katie of course knew the rules and closed her eyes. She knew what was coming and opened her mouth. After a few seconds she could feel it rushing into her mouth and she knew Carla had just blown a big exhale from her More into her mouth. "More," said Katie. "You want more, you say," said Carla. She blew some more More smoke into Katie's mouth, this time putting her hand up to her cheek for effect. Katie was starting to get really horny. "Okay, your turn, Carla," said Katie as she opened her eyes. Carla closed her eyes and Katie took a huge double pump off of her Newport, she held it in for a split second, realizing this wasn't for her, it was for Carla. She blew it into Carla's mouth, returning the favor by touching Carla's cheek with her hand. "One more time," Katie said as she saw her mouth inching closer to Carla's mouth. Katie took a couple drags off of her Newport and one off of Carla's More sitting in the ashtray and then slowly moved closer to Carla, putting her arms around her waist and kissed her on the lips as residual smoke was coming out of her mouth. From there, the rules of `Onion' were clearly broken as both girls kept their eyes open. After about five minutes of smoky kisses, they paused to light up again. "I can't believe we're doing this, Katie," Carla told her as Katie blew some smoke into her mouth and stuck her tongue in her mouth. Katie paused for a moment. She took Carla's hand and said, "You know, I know a good place where we can finish this." It had been five years since Katie had been in Carla's house, but she still remembered where the bathroom was as she held Carla's hand and led her there. They were going into the bathtub. Carla had dreamed of this day for a long time. They undressed each other, fondling each other on the breasts and elsewhere. They got into the bathtub, turned on the water, and facing each other, started giggling. "I dare you to touch my cootchie," said Carla. "Well, I'll double dare you to touch mine," Katie snapped back. They played with each other's pussies with one hand while giving each other smoky kisses for what seemed like forever. Even if Carla's parents had come home, nothing would have stopped this display of passion. Nothing short of a nuclear blast would stop this. After they were both too worn out to do it anymore, even too exhausted to smoke a cigarette, they stopped and gave each other a hug. Carla knew Katie wasn't a lesbian. She'd seen her with Mike a few times. This was a one shot deal. But she knew that their friendship was back. "So," Katie finally said once they had both caught their breath, "friends?" Carla paused for a few seconds so she could enjoy the moment. She lit up a More for the both of them to enjoy and said, "You'll always be my Kate-Kate." Hearing that name made Katie tear up; it had been a long time since she'd been called "Kate-Kate." She gave Carla a quick kiss and they got out of the bathtub. They got dressed and Carla gave her a hug goodbye and said, "Here, take these," and handed a nearly full pack of More 120's Menthol to Katie. Katie took one out of the pack, lit it up and said goodbye. She went into a temporary More phase for a couple of days, but then went back to smoking Newports full time, or at least most of the time. Along with the two packs of Newports she always seemed to have in her purse, she also kept a pack of More 120's Menthol. She told Mike it was for those times when she was in the mood for one. He later found out what being in the mood for a More meant. It meant she was horny. Christmas was right around the corner and things were looking great for everyone. Carla joined Katie's smoky circle of friends and had found a boyfriend who was a friend of Mike's. Katie and Carla had never told anyone about the bathroom incident, they had after all pinky swore never to tell anyone else. The twins got boyfriends and their parents had decided to let them smoke in the house and even started buying them cigarettes. Rosa was getting serious with her boyfriend and Chad and Karen kept on "doing it." Katie's mom found a boyfriend and cut back on the partying. The only bad thing was Turban Man's Haitian Station got busted by the police and the INS deported him. All the girls were sad, especially Katie, but by then they all had no problems getting cigarettes. New Year's Eve was the night, Katie said to herself. Mike's parents had gone out of town on a business trip and her mother had let her spend the night at his house When she arrived, Mike confessed what she knew all along, that she really, really turned him on when she smoked. "Well, looks like you're with the right girl then, huh?" she said as she lit up yet another Newport. She blew the smoke in his mouth and it wasn't long before they were in bed naked after making love for the first time. Katie remembered the first time she had masturbated and purposely grabbed one of his Marlboro's instead of her usual Newports. She lit it up, sucked on it, held it in and blew Mike a smoky kiss. She handed the cigarette to him and he did the same to her as they heard the firecrackers going off outside, signaling a new year... |
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