LTS School, Part 3

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Date: 15 Sep 1995 19:24:36 -0400
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Tiffany seemed to tolerate the Marlboro 100's while Erica thoroughly
enjoyed smoking her usual
brand. Not more then 45 minutes later, Tiffany was on the phone to the
front desk ordering
Virginia Slims 120's Menthol. Erica seemed surprised that she would
request menthol asking
Tiffany, "Are you sure you know what your doing?". Her concern was soon
allayed when she
saw Tiffany take her first drag. Tiffany seemed to revel in the length of
the cigarette and held her
first drag for several seconds, finally grinning coyly as she exhaled a
long, steady plume of
smoke, then smiling contentedly and saying "Oh yea, now that's more like
it, I think I could
definitely get used to this." as she immediately followed with another,
even deeper drag. For her
part, Erica could tolerate VS120's but knew they weren't for her, as her
style was more South
Texas Cowgirl then Southern Bell.
On the fourth day at morning muster, the instructor announced that there
would be no more
"Room Service". A hush fell over the hundred or so candidates as the
instructor continued "..by
now I think most of you have pretty much found a cigarette you like and
want to stick with, so
the commissary will now be available for you to pick up packs of your
favorite brand. For those
of you who have decided, you can request a carton. An emotional cheer
arose from the
candidates as most were sick and tired of the "front desk calls" and of
having to compromise
their taste to accommodate that of their roommates. A long line soon
formed at the commissary
window as each lady anxiously awaited her turn. When Erica got to the
window she requested a
carton of Marlboro 100's. She then grabbed her carton and waited to see
what Tiffany, who
was in place behind her, would request. Tiffany's request was loud and
firm "May I please have
two cartons of Virginia Slims 120's Menthol, full flavor please?". She had
clearly found her
brand, one she would enjoy smoking for a life time.
The days soon turned into weeks as Erica and Tiffany fell into a
regimented routine, classes
during the day and studying until the wee hours of the morning, staying
awake only on a steady
diet of coffee and cigarettes. By now, Erica was pleased to see that
Tiffany's smoking was up to
about a pack a day, sometimes more, and Erica could not believe how
natural smoking came to
her. She truly had a Southern Bell style and charm which seemed to shine
through, especially
when smoking. Tiffany, who had never smoked before LTS, followed the text
books and
instructions from the teachers on smoking style with tenacity, and she had
natural style and poise
as well. Erica found herself asking Tiffany for pointers on her smoking
style.
The classes, really large conference rooms with rich mahogany tables in
the center surrounded
by executive leather swivel chairs, and plenty of LTS crystal ash trays,
were long and grueling.
Tiffany excelled in her French speaking class since her native Louisianian
background had
prepared her with almost fluent "French Quarter" speech. Mostly, the
Italian and French was
intended to get you through ordering at a restaurant, simple phrases like
"I would like mine
medium rare" or "Waiter, bring me an ash tray at once you incompetent
imbecile". The computer
classes were a bit more challenging as each candidate was required to
spend one hour a day on
the Internet. Fortunately, Lady Tonya restricted their access to the ASFS
Newsgroup. Though
ASFS was little known, almost obscure, it was a very worthwhile source of
interesting stories
and information, mostly frequented by discerning intellectuals, rouge
scholars and the like.
Students were encouraged to post provocative .jpf files of themselves
smoking and evaluated on
the responses they received. Erica received three demerits due to the
avalanche of lewd and
outlandish E-Mail she received on her pic while Tiffany, always the lady,
received five kudos for
her positive and complimentary responses. Demerits were also issued if a
candidate was caught
in the halls without her cigarettes and lighter. In one class, Tiffany
amazed Erica in a mock
restaurant encounter. First, she berated the chief with choice curse
words, in perfect Russian
mind you, for the way her Caviar was prepared, then hurled her ash tray
across the room
demanding a clean one from the bus boy, all the while closing a corporate
merger on her cellular
phone and with a book balanced on her head and smoking a VS120! She was a
natural.
Finally, it was time for commencement ceremonies, in which the candidates
would receive their
diploma and coveted LTS Corinthian Leather cigarette cases. Taking center
stage at the
ceremony, Lady Tonya Seville herself presided. She approached the podium,
lit up a cigarette,
and began speaking: "Thank you all for coming. Most of the candidates in
this class are 2nd and
even 3rd generation LTS ladies, as I recognize many of your faces from
years past. Each young
lady of distinction here will enter the world anew, armed with the
confidence, poise, and style to
make the earth tremble below her feet. And, as they go out into the world,
a vast network of
former LTS ladies await them, paving the way, as they will pave the way
for future generations.
You parents should be very proud, as your daughters came to us 'without a
clue', they now
leave these hallowed halls at the very pinnacle of society, steeped in
tradition and honor, as LTS
Ladies.".
After the long winded ceremony, Erica, Tiffany, and their parents went out
to dinner. Cybil
Miller, Erica's mother, immediately recognized Boureguard LeFumar,
Tiffany's father, as the one
who had made the comment about Erica smoking like "..a $10 hooker on Navy
payday". She
coyly asked Boureguard what he thought of Erica now. Boureguard replied
politely, "Lady
Seville has definitely taught her a thing or two, I'll say that! But just
look at my Tiffany, you know
she didn't even smoke before coming to LTS.". Tiffany lit another
cigarette as her parents
beamed with pride saying, "And to think, I owe it all to sweet little
Erica, you know she taught
me everything I know about smoking like a lady". Erica just smiled as she
reflexively shook a
Marlboro 100 from her LTS cigarette case. Then, with the cigarette
dangling from her lips
cowboy fashion said "Hey Boureguard, how about giving a lady a light?".
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