The Hitchhiker, Part 2

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Subject: "The Hitchhiker" Part 2 of 3 (long)
Date: 28 Aug 1995 18:34:29 -0400
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Jenette, embolden by her "I am a smoker" speech and then ordering
little Miss Debbie to pick up four packs of Kool Longs for her at the
convenience store, decided to play it one step further. Reaching into
the back, behind her seat, she grabbed her Polaroid, which she always
keeps handy for taking pictures of homes in her job as a real-estate
saleswoman. When Debbie returned she reached in the passenger window
with the four packs in her hand asking, "Is this the right kind
Jenette?". Before she knew what happened, Jenette had snapped a
picture. Jenette then dryly commented "Now this is a snapshot your mom
is going to appreciate, her little girl with four packs of cigarettes.
I'm surprised they'd let a young thing like you buy cigarettes.".
Debbie got back in and carefully placed the four packs in the console
for Jenette saying "Actually they carded me. You know, I am 18 years
old.". It was then that Jenette realized that Little Miss Debbie had
another side, almost as if she had wanted to cause the conflict just so
that she could be ordered to buy the cigarettes. Once they were back on
the highway, Jenette decided to test her theory by asking Debbie to
open a pack for her, instructing her to first pack the cigarettes three
times against her wrist. Debbie timidly began to suggest that she
should quit her habit to which Jenette, this time sternly, repeated her
demand. Debbie began to comply dutifully, almost as if she was waiting
or anticipating Jenette's insistence. Now, realizing that this was a
girl who was begging for authority, Jenette went a step further,
ordering Debbie to light it for her. Debbie again dutifully complied,
lighting the long cigarette as instructed, then handing it submissively
to Jenette. Jenette took a long drag, then handed Debbie the picture
they had taken back at the convenience store. She told Debbie to put
the photo in her purse as a reminder of her "first time" buying
cigarettes. Debbie, without saying a word, placed the photo in her
purse. Then Jenette, speaking even more authoritative now, said "let me
lay down a few ground rules. From here on out, you will light my
cigarettes for me. And, I don't like to smoke alone so I expect you to
light one for yourself each time you light one for me. Even if you
don't actually smoke it, at least you will begin to enjoy the way your
cloths smell and the pure satisfaction a young lady gets being seen
holding a cigarette. Understood?" As the day passed, both travelers
seemed to revel in their new found roles, Jenette ordering Debbie to
light her cigarettes for her, and Debbie, doing as she had been told,
and each time holding her cigarette, taking an occasional drag. By
lunch time, they stopped in an out of the way greasy spoon/bar off the
main road, somewhere in south eastern Arizona. Jenette insisted that
Debbie carry her cigarette case and lighter, then inside, insisted
Debbie ask the waitress to bring her an ash tray. After seeing a roach
crawl out of the napkin dispenser, they decided on a couple of ice cold
long neck beers instead of the House Specialty, "Mystery Salad". Debbie
seemed to loosen up somewhat, as the Juke box blasted "All I want to do
is have some fun, I've got a feeling I'm not the only one..", and after
three beers was generally lighting up and smoking with some style of
her own now. Later, back on the endless ribbon of highway, as the
titanium white Arizona sky faded into Aztec shades of orange and red to
the west behind them, Jenette condescendingly complimented Debbie on
her first day smoking. Jenette smiled but said nothing as she
anticipated Jenette was about to ask for anther cigarette and dutifully
lit up one for her, and then one for herself. Moments later, Jenette
heard Debbie sigh contentedly and exhale a long, audible stream of
smoke out her window, followed by her left hand casually extending, and
coming to rest like a feather on Jentte's right inner thigh. Jenette's
immediate reaction was to fling Debbie's hand off and then throw her
out of the moving car. But in that moment of hesitation while Jenette
pondered a response, another, even deeper emotion began to flush over
her body. She remained without outward reaction, while inside, she
became flush and could feel her groin becoming moist while an almost
electric tingle charged up her breasts. Debbie, apparently encouraged
by the lack of response, just took another, even deeper drag from her
cigarette, and while exhaling a long flume between them, began to move
her left hand in a now firm, caressing motion along the length of
Jenette's inner thigh. Jenette was ready for another cigarette but
seemed almost paralyzed to speak, not wanting the forbidden moment to
end so soon. Instead of speaking, she found herself engaging the cruise
control so that she could remove her foot from the gas and spread her
legs slightly, inviting Debbie even more.  Finally, Jenette was able to
compose herself enough to moan softly "Mmmm Jenette, that feels sooo
good.  I know I've been hard on you today but it's only because I want
you to become a good smoker, and start realizing the pleasure and
satisfaction of smoking.". She then suggested that both were exhausted
and instructed Debbie to start looking for signs of a motel room.
(Part 3 of 3 coming soon)

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