This is a special night, one of the rare occasions in which you get to peak into my intimacy. I’m not fully dressed but I let you stay and watch as I grab a long white Marlboro Gold and smoke it till the end. I’m just wearing my bra and not just any bra, the lace one. It’s such a sexy fabric, elegant and sophisticated but also revealing, just enough to keep you on the edge of your seat. Take a look at the details, the floral design in its pattern, the visual complexity in contrast with the simplicity of just wearing it, nothing else to cover or to hide from your sight. It’s so soft and gentle against my chest, against my soft skin. This cigarette is soft in flavor but stronger than people think and it brings me so many memories, it’s the first cigarette I tried and the one that got me addicted. It’s always a pleasure to feel it between my lips, now in vibrant red, holding the tip and sucking all the creamy smoke out of it, keep it inside long enough and then exhale it all into the room.
