The Night to Remember, Part 5

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THE NIGHT TO REMEMBER

5.	Caught.

   Tom slept late the next morning.  He didn't open his eyes until after
nine o'clock.  Tina wasn't in bed beside him when he woke up.  He groaned
and hopped into the shower.  After drying his hair and dressing he went into
the living room to see what was going on.

   No one was there.  A pot of coffee was brewing so he poured himself a cup.
He noticed activity on the patio behind the house.  He opened the door and
stepped outside into the warm morning air.

   On two lounge chairs Jennifer and Tina lay motionless side by side,
enjoying the luxurious warmth of the early morning sun.  Both of them had on
skimpy two piece bathing suits, and both of them looked absolutely
spectacular lying face down on their chairs.  "It's a little early in the
day to be sunbathing, isn't it, ladies?"

   Tina rolled over and smiled.  "Good morning, sleepyhead," she laughed.
"I thought you might never get up!"

   "I didn't sleep very well last night," he explained lamely, sipping his
coffee.  "But I see you and Jennifer are enjoying some quality time with
each other out here."

   Jennifer rolled over and literally leered at him.  "Yep, that's right,
we sure are," she giggled, reaching for her cigarettes.  An ashtray was
positioned between their chairs.  It already contained five cigarette butts.
He smiled to himself.  His brunette lover evidently was continuing to smoke
virtually nonstop despite Tina's presence.

   As Jenny sat up she lit up.  After exhaling a dense cloud of smoke around
her dangling cigarette, she took a long drag before she addressed him.
"Tom, I have to tell you.  I think your wife Tina's _such_ a dear!"  She
spoke in a syrupy sweet voice.  "And she's _so_ cute," she went on
enthusiastically, resting one hand on the back of Tina's leg and gently
stroking it up and down.  "God, I just _love_ spending time with her!"

   "I'm glad to hear that, Jennifer.  Yeah, Tina's pretty special, all
right."

   Tina now sat up.  She wore a big grin.  "I think Jennifer and I will turn
out to be really good friends," she agreed, stealing a quick look at the
female beside her.  "We're gonna go antique shopping this morning.
There's apparently lots of little antique shops in the towns near here.  We
saw a brochure in the house about it.  I hope you don't mind if I spend some
money this morning with Jennifer along."

   "Of course not," he lied.  "Well, if you guys are going out maybe Bill
and I can play some tennis this morning.  There's a private tennis court
behind the pool, you know."

   "Yeah, I know," Tina nodded.  "That'd be great, honey.  Then after
lunch you and Jennifer can do something.  I already talked to Bill and he and
I want to go hiking.  They have great hiking trails that go around the town
nearby.  The only thing is, we'd be gone for almost a couple hours.  Do you
think that'd be okay?"

   From where Tina sat, she couldn't see the wicked sneer on Jennifer's
pretty face.

   Tom smiled.  "No, I think that'd be fine with us, Tina.  Wouldn't it
Jennifer?"

   Conspicuously the pretty brunette dragged long and hard on her cigarette.
Tipping her head back she released a lengthy exhale into the breeze.  "Oh,
I'm sure Tom and I can find something to do while you're gone for that
long.  Right, Tom?"

   "Unless you two want to come with?" Tina interrupted hopefully.

   Jennifer gave her a scornful smile.  "Tina, honey, I don't _do_
exercise.  Hiking trails in the woods isn't my idea of a good time.  But if
you and Bill want to, go be our guests.  Maybe Tom and I will go into town
and look around.  We'll think of something," she winked at him.  "I'm
sure we'll be just fine."

   "Great," Tina concluded.  She laid back down on the lounge chair and
sighed.  "Honey, I'll come back in and change my clothes in a little bit."

   "Uh, where's Bill, by the way?"

   "He drove into town to pick up a newspaper," Jennifer said sweetly.
"He should be back any time."  She, too, laid back down on the chaise
lounge to soak in the sun while continuing to smoke her cigarette.

   Half an hour later, as Tina changed her clothes, Tom decided he had to ask
his wife about how she was handling Jennifer's constant smoking.  He didn't
want to cause a problem.  He was just curious why she seemed so calm about
it.

   "To be honest, I haven't even thought about it," his blond wife
admitted, while putting on a sleeveless sundress.  She smiled.  "It's
strange, but it hasn't bothered me.  Maybe I'm getting used to it."  She
frowned.  "Her cigarettes don't smell as bad as the ones you used to
smoke."

   Tom was tempted to tell her that Jennifer smoked the exact same brand that
he always did.  But he kept quiet.  He didn't want to admit he'd noticed.

   "Well, that's good, I guess," he said simply.  "Your attitude's just
a little surprising."

   "Jennifer and I get along so well," Tina enthused as she finished
buttoning her dress and putting on a necklace.  "She's so much fun.  I'm
sure you've discovered the same thing."

   "Oh yeah," he smiled ruefully.  "She's loads of fun."

   Tina went into the bathroom to get out her toothbrush and toothpaste.  Tom
frowned.  "Why are you brushing your teeth?"

   "Oh, I dunno," she shrugged, putting toothpaste on her brush.  "I guess
because my mouth feels funny this morning, probably from drinking too much
yesterday."  Running the toothbrush over her teeth she rinsed out her mouth.
She grinned at her befuddled husband.  "There, that feels better!  Hey,
Jennifer and I are going antique shopping now," she winked, giving him a
little kiss.  "Are you and Bill going to play tennis while we're gone?"

   "Yeah, I guess.  Bill loves to try to beat me at anything he can.  We
played pool yesterday and I whipped him pretty good.  I think he's looking
forward to beating me on the tennis court."

   "Well, have a good time," Tina laughed.  "I know Jennifer and I will!"

   After the girls left, Tom and Bill did play tennis.  Bill won, two sets to
one.  They returned to the house and got out the fixings for sandwiches.  The
girls returned soon after.  They all made small talk while they ate together.
Tina and Jennifer had apparently found nothing that caught their fancy on the
shopping spree, which didn't bother Tom in the slightest.

   After lunch Tina announced she was ready to hike with Bill.  "I looked at
a map in one of those brochures," she explained to him.  "I want to try
this trail."  She pointed at a map in the brochure she picked up from the
desk in the hall.  "It takes an hour and a half.  Up for it?"

   "I just beat your husband at tennis, Tina.  So I sure as hell can handle
a little hike with you," Bill winked at them.  "Tom, do you mind?  If Tina
and I go hiking I'd love for you to do something fun with Jennifer."

   Tom smiled casually.  "Yeah, well, I think Jennifer and I will go into
town and look around awhile," he said, glancing knowingly at the brunette
who was seated in the living room with a cigarette in hand.  "We'll be
fine.  Go ahead and have yourselves a great time hiking."

   Bill and Tina headed for the door.  "Bill and I _will_ have a great time,
honey," she promised.  "I hope you guys will, too.  Now you two be good
while we're gone!"

   "Don't worry.  We will," Jennifer replied, shooting a knowing glance at
Tom.  "We'll be just fine.  I'm looking forward to Tom telling me all
about his recent promotion."

   The front door closed.  Tom and Jennifer waited in silence.  From outside
they heard Bill's car starting.  Moments later it was followed by the sound
of it driving down the driveway.

   Jenny flashed him a big grin.  "God, finally!  I thought they'd never
go."  She put her cigarette in her mouth and picked up her gold pack of
Benson & Hedges 100's.  She waved it in the air temptingly.  "Hey, I don't
suppose you're interested in a cigarette, are you?"

   Tom groaned.  "I sure as hell am."  He took her pack and shook one out,
hurriedly putting it in his mouth.  "All day I've been waiting to smoke!"
He took her lighter and hastily lit up his B&H.  "Ah, that's so good," he
sighed happily.  He dragged again, much harder the second time.  "God, I
really needed this!"

   "Yeah, I know you did, Tommy.  I could tell," Jenny smiled at him
sweetly.  She stood up and seductively sauntered over to him.  "But a
cigarette's not the only thing you want, is it?"

   "No, it's not.  I also want to fuck you, beautiful," he whispered in
her ear.  He then nibbled on it gently.  "Tina and Bill will be gone an hour
and a half.  I want to spend the whole time fucking you, baby!"

   Jenny let out a delighted laugh.  She hit on her cigarette and moved
closer.  "Isn't that funny?  Because that's exactly what I want, Tommy!"
Pushing her lips against his she kissed him.  He was ready for it this time,
sucking her exhaled smoke into his mouth and pulling it down inside his chest
while they passionately embraced for several moments.

   Finally Jenny pulled away.  "Let's do it here in the living room.  What
do you say?"

   He hesitated.  "Out here in the open?"

   "Afraid someone will see us?  Don't be stupid, Tommy.  No one will come
by the windows of this house.  It's on top of a goddamn hill.  Tina and Bill
are gone.  No one else is around here.  But even if they were, it'd be kind
of fun," she giggled wickedly, pausing for a hit on her B&H.  "I love the
danger of fucking in public places.  This isn't exactly public, but it'll
be more fun doing it out here in the living room."

   "Okay, whatever," he agreed.  He didn't care where they did it.  He
just wanted her.

   Slowly he removed Jenny's tank top.  She didn't have on a bra.  With her
top off her big round tits looked ever so inviting in the bright light of
mid-day.  He lowered his head and began to gently kiss them.  She quivered
with delight.

   "Oh God, Tommy!  Ooh yeah.  We're gonna do this all the fuckin' time
once we ditch those two losers, aren't we?"

   He paused.  He looked deep into her brown eyes.  "Yeah, Jenny, I think we
are.  I finally decided.  You're right.  We should do it.  So at dinner
tonight I'll tell Tina that I want out, that I'm leaving her.  So will you
do the same thing with Bill, so we can do it together?"

   "God, you know it!  I will if you will," she squealed gleefully.
"Tommy, you've just made me the happiest woman in the world.  Life is gonna
be great for us from now on."  She kissed him.  "This is the best move you
ever made.  I promise!"

   "I think it is," he agreed, pausing to pull down her shorts and reveal
her panties.  He slowly ran his fingers up and down her now naked thighs.
"No one fucks like you do, Jenny.  Not Tina, not anyone.  You're the best!"

   "Hell, Tommy, you got that right," Jenny groaned eagerly.  Dropping her
spent cigarette in the ashtray she quickly got out another.  She took his
from his fingers and used its cherry to light her fresh one.  "Ah, thanks,
baby," she sighed gratefully, expelling smoke into his face as she handed
his back.  "Now that I know you're gonna leave Tina, I need to fuck.  I
simply can't wait any longer, baby."  She pushed him toward the sofa.  "I
need you right now!"

   "God, I need you, too," he agreed.  He let her unzip his pants and pull
them down around his knees.  He quickly stepped out of them, moving on top of
her onto the couch.  "But this time we're going slow, aren't we, Jenny?
Real nice and easy this time?"

   "Shit, yeah.  Real nice and easy," Jenny groaned in agreement.  She drew
hard on her cigarette and inhaled the smoke just as deep as she could inside
her lungs.  "I want us to enjoy a real nice long fuck together, baby.  Just
you and me and our cigarettes," she laughed, releasing smoke into his face
once more.

   He buried his face in Jenny's naked breasts, kissing them gently and
tenderly kneading her nipples with his hands.  Meanwhile she rhythmically
stroked his back with both hers.  Periodically she stopped just long enough
to take another long drag on her cigarette, and then exhale her smoke
downwards at his head while he continued to work on her exposed tits.  He
felt excited.  He finally found what he'd been looking for his whole life, a
woman who really and truly knew how to make him feel good and one to whom he
could reciprocate in kind.  Somehow he had to let her know.  "I love you,
Jenny," he groaned softly, looking up and smiling at her in the same moment
that she once more exhaled into his face.  "And I especially love the fact
that you smoke so much," he added with a gentle laugh.  "It's simply the
best; you're the best!"

   Jenny opened her mouth to reply, but she was interrupted by a ringing
sound.  "Damn," she muttered.  "It's my fuckin' cell phone."  She
reached for her purse and grabbed it.  After looking at the number she smiled
and turned it off.  "Voice mail was made for this," she laughed.  "Now,
where were we?"

   "We were talking about how great it'll be for us to be together," Tom
smiled, continuing to massage her breasts.  She trembled slightly as she hit
on her cigarette.  "I was saying that I think I love you, Jenny Manning."

   She again exhaled towards him.  "Love's a big step, Tommy," she
whispered solemnly.  "So let's not talk about love; not just yet.  But I'd
be delighted to talk about fucking you," she giggled, as she put her free
hand, the one not holding her cigarette, inside his boxers.  "Because I do
love to fuck you, baby.  That's what I love!"

   He grimaced as she grabbed his dick and began to squeeze it.  "Oh God,"
he groaned happily.  "I just love how you always reach for my cock like
that.  Shit, Tina never does that.  But then Tina never does a lot of things
that you do."

   "Correction, Tommy.  Tina never _did_ those things.  Past tense.  She's
history, babe.  After today Tina will be nothing but a bad dream.  Instead
I'll be your wet dream now, honey, all the fuckin' time," she said,
affectionately continuing to stroke his erect member.  With a grin she drew
on her cigarette and inhaled.  "Plus, I'll constantly give you smoky
kisses."  She planted her mouth on his and kissed him, allowing all of her
smoke to once more exit into him.

   "God, I can't wait," Tom moaned, exhaling her smoke back at her through
his open mouth.  "So fuck Tina and fuck Bill.  I don't care what they think
when we tell `em.  I want you, Jenny.  It's the only thing I want right
now."

   "Another correction, Tommy," she giggled.  "You also want smoke.
You're gonna be a real smoker again, right?  You need nicotine and you
can't fuckin' live without it anymore.  Tell Jenny that's how you feel.  I
love to hear you say it!"

   She was squeezing him harder now.  He couldn't resist giving the lovely
brunette the answer that she so clearly wanted.  "God, yeah, you're right.
I do want smoke, Jenny.  Shit, you're so fuckin' right.  From now on I want
to smoke all the time, just like you do.  I love how you never apologize for
being a smoker, for being totally addicted to nicotine and for smoking
constantly.  Yeah, from this day forward that's exactly how I want to be,
too, baby.  Because I'm also a smoker," he whispered, kissing her on the
ear.  "Just like you, I'm a smoker!"

   Her delighted reaction to his reply was clear.  She laughed and pulled
harder on his stiff cock.  "Then fuck me right now, you goddamn degenerate
smoker.  That's what'll make me happy, baby.  Keep on smoking while you
fuck me hard, baby.  Just do it!"

   He needed no further encouragement.  He pulled her panties down the rest
of the way and threw them onto the floor.  Pushing Jenny deeper into the sofa
he mounted her.  Slowly he moved her hand that held his cock into position
over top of her glistening wet pussy.  "This fuck's for you," he laughed
wickedly, slowly entering her.  "This smoky fuck is all for you, baby!"

   Lying on her back on the couch, Jenny pulled hard on her shrinking
cigarette.  "Ooh yeah.  That's what Jenny likes, Tommy!  Ooh, just like
that," she groaned, expelling smoke as he began to thrust inside her.
"God, this is perfect, baby.  Everything's perfect right now.  Just keep
doing that, real nice and slow.  Make it last for awhile this time, Tommy.
Yeah, just like that!"

   He obediently moved in and out, savoring the ecstasy of the moment.  Every
few seconds Jenny would raise her cigarette to his lips, silently offering it
to him.  Each time he dragged hard on it and then put his mouth on top of
hers, donating his exhaled smoke to the incredible naked goddess beneath him.

   "Don't stop," Jenny moaned.  "Keep doing it just like that, baby.
Ooh, that's _so_ nice!"

   Suddenly a sharp noise unexpectedly erupted from the other side of the
room.  "Oh my God," someone said.  "What in the world is going on here?"

   Tom abruptly swiveled his head.  Amazingly, there stood both Tina and
Bill, together staring at them in utter disbelief as he and Jenny were
entwined on the couch.  He froze.

   Bill's angry voice spoke first.  "Tom, what in the hell do you and
Jennifer think you're doing?  God, I can't believe this.  You goddamn
asshole, you're fucking my fiancée!"

   Tina's voice joined Bill's.  She spoke in a high-pitched and emotional
whine.  "Tom Reynolds!  In my wildest dreams I never expected to find you
and Jennifer making love when we came back to the house.  You bastard!  And
Jennifer, how _could_ you?"

   Bill guiltily rolled over and looked up.  He didn't expect this, but he
immediately realized they should've known better than to simply assume that
Bill and Tina wouldn't come back early.  

   "I realized I had the wrong shoes on for hiking," Tina was saying, her
voice quivering.  "We came back so I could change.  I _never_ expected to
find you cheating on me and screwing another woman, especially Bill's
fiancée."  She shook her head and wiped a tear from her eye.  "I don't
know whether to be furious or just to cry!"

   Bill menacingly approached the naked couple.  "Look, Tom, I've been
there for you ever since we were at Wharton.  And _this_ is how you express
your thanks?"  He spit in Tom's direction, for the first time noticing the
cigarette in his best friend's hand.  "God, you're even smoking again,
just like Jennifer!"  He turned to Tina.  "Tom's smoking, too, Tina."

   Tina crumpled into a nearby chair.  "I don't believe this," she whined
helplessly, her head in her hands.  "Not only are you unfaithful but you're
even smoking again.  This is like a bad dream."

   Tom looked helplessly at Jenny, who by now had sat up and was beside him
on the sofa.  Unlike him, she made no attempt to hide her nakedness.  He took
a deep breath.  It was time.

   "Tina and Bill, I'm sorry you had to find us like this.  But Jenny and I
are old friends, lovers in fact.  We reconnected this weekend.  We discovered
we still feel for each other."  He looked aside.  Jenny gave him an
encouraging nod.  "We intended to tell you tonight at dinner.  Jenny and I
want to move in together."  He paused for effect, looking straight at his
bewildered wife.  "Tina, I'm leaving you for Jenny; and Bill, Jenny's
breaking off your engagement."

   His words reverberated in the silence.  Finally Bill spoke.  "Jennifer,
is this true?"

   The brunette nodded, letting out a deep throaty laugh.  She insolently
dragged on her cigarette, inhaled and used her resulting exhale to underline
and punctuate her words.  "I'm sorry, Bill.  Tom's right.  He and I were
lovers a long time ago, before Tom married Tina.  I never realized Tom was
your friend till this weekend.  But as soon as I saw him I just couldn't
help myself.  I realized I still care for him.  So I can't -.  I just
can't do it.  I can't marry you, Bill.  I'm sorry but I have to leave you
for Tom.  He and I are just too good together."  With a cheeky smirk she
pulled on her cigarette.  "You know, I always wanted you to smoke like me,
Bill.  You knew it was important to me; at least you should've figured that
out by now.  But you wouldn't even consider it.  Well, Tom's a _real_
smoker.  That's the kind of man I need to be with, a man who loves to smoke
as much as I do!"

   "God, I just don't believe it," Tina interrupted, seemingly on the
verge of tears.  "Tom, you promised me that you'd quit smoking.  Were you
lying to me about that, too?"

   "Yeah," he mumbled guiltily.  "Yeah, I've lied to you about the
smoking thing for a long time now.  I can't quit smoking, Tina, and I don't
want to, either.  Being with Jenny again helped me realize that.  You see, I
love her and I also love to smoke."  He paused.  "I don't love you
anymore, Tina," he went on.  "Unfortunately it's just that simple."

   Tina cried quietly as Bill shook his head in disbelief.  "Jennifer, I
hardly believe you're doing this.  But it doesn't matter.  I'm just glad I
found out the truth before we got married.  Shit, you finally showed yourself
to be exactly what I was afraid of back when we first met.  I never
should've trusted a smoker!  God, you're nothing more than a
self-indulgent, immoral little smoking bitch.  I always figured you'd
eventually quit smoking for me.  Obviously I was wrong.  Well, good riddance,
bitch!  I hope you and my former best friend here both rot in hell!"

   "Just go, Tom," Tina whimpered.  "Get out.  Take your stuff and go with
Jennifer.  I can't stand to see your face.  I'll contact a lawyer and call
you Monday.  I don't want to see you or be with you anymore, you dirty
bastard!"

   "She's right, Jennifer," Bill nodded, speaking to the brunette on the
sofa.  "Get your stuff and get the hell out.  When I get home tomorrow I
expect all your things to be out of my house!"

   Still buck naked, Jenny stood up and took a last drag on her cigarette
before defiantly she crushed it in the ashtray.  "Come on, let's go, Tom,"
she whispered urgently.  "Let's get our stuff and get out.  You can drive
me to Bill's place and I'll pick up the rest of my things.  We can move in
together tonight."  Bill had his arm around Tina's shoulders.  The blond
was sobbing out of control.  "There's no reason to stick around here.
Let's get the hell out while we can."

   Tom nodded.  He felt guilty.  But Jenny was right.  Nothing could be said
that would make it any easier for anyone.  He retreated to his bedroom,
packed up his clothes and a few minutes later stood in the living room.

   Tina was drinking a glass of wine with Bill.  No longer sobbing, but with
trembling hands, she looked like someone who lost her closest friend.  "You
bastard," she repeated, looking at Tom.  "I'll get you for this.  I'll
get even.  I'll get you in the divorce, you know.  The court will be
sympathetic to my situation, with me stumbling across you screwing your best
friend's fiancée like this.  This is gonna cost you, Tom, big time!"

   He shrugged.  At that moment he didn't care.  Money wasn't everything.
He had Jenny.  That was the only thing that mattered.  He wasn't about to
answer Tina's threats, idle or not.

   Moments later the lovely brunette appeared from the other bedroom with her
overnight bag in one hand and a freshly lit cigarette in the other.  She
smiled impudently at Bill and Tina.

   "Have a nice rest of the afternoon and evening, guys," she smirked
callously.  "God, I hope that you fuck yourselves."  Hearing this, Tina
began to cry all over again.  Hitting on her cigarette Jenny just laughed.
"Tom and I don't give a damn what happens to either of you," she said
viciously, spurting smoke in the process.  "Tina, I just want you to know
there are two reasons why Tom's leaving you for me.  The first is that
you're a loser in bed.  Yeah, that's right, honey.  You're goddamn boring
in the sack.  Tom repeatedly complained to me about how unexciting and
unimaginative you are as a lover.  You're a terrible fuck, Tina.  Terrible!
But the second reason is that you refused to let him smoke.  Tom's a smoker,
honey.  He'll never quit.  Having to stop traveling meant he couldn't smoke
like he used to.  He hated that.  He hated _you_ because first of all you
don't smoke, and second of all you refused to let Tom be who he is, a
smoker.  Well, fuck you, Tina.  You deserve to lose Tom."  She laughed and
looked over at her startled companion.  "Come on, Tommy, let's get the fuck
out of here.  I can't stand being around these two losers any longer."

   They left the house.  Tom climbed in his car and let Jenny in the
passenger side.  She was still smoking.  As he started the car she grinned at
him.  "Well, it's a done deal now, baby," she laughed.  "You're finally
free of that blond bitch."  She opened her purse.  "You look like you could
use a cigarette, honey.  Want one?"

   "Yes, please," he admitted, accepting a Benson & Hedges from his lover.
"I feel totally stressed out right now."

   She laughed, holding out her lighter.  "Yeah, well, it's nothing that
nicotine can't fix!"  She nodded approvingly while he caught the light and
took a long first drag on the cigarette.  "I'm actually glad that they
caught us in the act, Tommy.  It fuckin' served them right.  I just wanted
to get the hell out of there anyway.  Now we can spend tonight together at
your place."

   He released a long exhale into his car's interior.  It was the first time
he'd ever smoked in it.  "Yeah, that'll be nice," he admitted.  "I just
feel bad about Tina and Bill.  I didn't want to hurt them.  I really
didn't."

   "Don't even think about it.  It had to be hard.  There was no way around
it.  But it's done now, Tommy.  Like I've been saying all weekend, honey,
soon Tina will be nothing but a distant, very bad dream to you.  Instead
you'll have me," she giggled happily, nuzzling up against him.

   They drove and smoked for the next hour.  Finally Tom pulled up in front
of Bill's place. 

   Jenny smiled at him.  "Tell you what, baby.  Go back to your place and
wait for me.  I'll pack up my stuff and join you at your house in an hour or
so.  It won't take me long.  I didn't bring much with me when I moved in
with Bill."

   "Do you need any help packing?"

   "Nah, I'll be fine.  I won't be long.  Then I can drive my car to your
place.  We can settle in while figuring out our next move.  At some point
Tina will come get her stuff.  Plus, you should find yourself a lawyer.
Sounds like she's gonna play the wounded bitch routine and try real hard to
suck up as much of your money as possible."

   Tom gave her directions and also provided his home and cell phone numbers.
He watched her open Bill's front door and walk inside.  She waved at him,
and he drove off.

   It was five when he got home.  He first stopped at a store to buy himself
a carton of Benson & Hedges 100's and a dozen ashtrays to place around the
house.  Those purchases provided him a great deal of satisfaction.
Symbolically they meant finally he was a real smoker again, and that felt
great.  He figured he and Jenny could go to dinner together once she got
there and then settle in for the night.  He smiled.  He felt strangely
excited about starting a new chapter of his life, a chapter that involved the
most amazing woman he'd ever had the pleasure of knowing.  And not only was
she great in bed; she was also a smoker, something he'd denied about himself
for far too long.  For he himself was a smoker, too.

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