Chapter #7.- Smoking in her car together. 

I was in the garage, behind the Rastford Mansion, inside, there was a Ferrari, I don't know what model was, but it looked like a retro car. It was a moderately big car, beautiful; bright and red, so good furnished (it looked so comfortable), in its back had three rear lights and four huge exhaust pipes. While I was sweeping, I was seeing the car, I wished to drive it (despite I don't know how to drive).

The place had a bit of dust in the air while I was cleaning. I had my silk hankie covering my mouth and nose to prevent inhale dust while sweeping.

In a moment, Lyla entered to scene. She looked browsing to me, looking for something.

"Oh… missis… I mean… Lyla, good morning" I told her something nervous.

"You always are working! Why?! Where are your partners?" she told me a bit irritated.

"Eh… well… I work here as a maid, so… I think it is correct to see me working right? I mean, it's my part of the job to do today. My partners are making its respective jobs.

"Mmh…" she just exclaimed.

"Oh… well, we are only three maids miss, so, we need to work all the day if it's possible, but my break starts at 10:30a.m., if you looking for me for something…" I responded.

"Mmh… nope… I think you need to take a break, right now!" she said.

"Eh?" I exclaimed.

She had a white drees, with pockets in her skirt. She took a gold cigarette can and her lighter from the pockets, then, she took a long cigarette from it.

"What a… long cigarette…" I said a bit surprised (because I wanted one cigarette like that).

She got nearer to me and she lighted up her long cigarette pretty close to me, almost immediately, a hot and creamy smoke cloud assaulted my face. She saw me with mischievous gaze while I got amazed for her hot smoke over my face, and she blew her inhaled smoke to my face aggressively and told me.

"A smoke break, of course, with me.

She was incredible, she had only one week smoking, apparently, she has smoked a lot since it, because she inhaled so much smoke, and left me such cloud like a heavy smoker.

"Impressive…" I whispered with a fake calm (I was so turned on!), then I removed the silk hankie from my face to breathe better her smoke (I really fell in love for that cloud! And I wanted so more!).

"Well… wanna smoke with me?" she told me with a naughty tone of voice.

"Oh… eh… Lyla…" I said to her, I had not words to say, I was so shocked.

"Mmh… there's a bit of dust in the air because you were sweeping… mmh… it will be a bit hard to inhale smoke for that…

"Yeah, here smells like dust a bit…" I responded to her while I was seeing the red car.

"Mmh…" she exclaimed and she put her cigarette in her lips softly.

Lyla walked a bit to the garage while was blowing smoke, she left a smoke stela behind and over me.

"You like it?" she told me while she took something from the table in the corner of the garage.

"Oh… ye… yeah?" I responded doubting.

She walked to me again while she was sipping her cigarette, when she got closer to me, she blew me a lot of smoke to my face. I closed my eyes and I breathed her smoke so deeply and I sighed relieved her smoke with a little moan.

She looked like a different person, she wasn't the same Lyla that I was meet, her expression was (I don't know), so naughty and aggressive (and I liked it). In a moment, she giggled a bit and she told me.

"Sorry… I can't… I can't hold an attitude like a bad girl. I really loved how you breathed my smoke so deeply… sorry…" she told me.

"Oh… it's okay… I just… okay, I want a bit of more smoke… tee-hee…" I said a bit embarrassed, because I really loved her way to smoke that long cigarette.

"Tee-hee… yeah, why not?" she said me and she sipped her cigarette and inhaled a lot of smoke. She blew me the smoke to my face, and I breathed with joyfulness and softly.

I really felt so good, so pleasure breathing among her smoke, I was breathing so deeply her smoke while she was blowing me it to my face, smoke covered me in a thick cloud, oh, gosh! I really loved her sexy way to smoke. In a moment she coughed a bit.

"Cough, cough… sorry… too much smoke for me" Lyla said with breathless.

"Oh, eh… okay, don't worry. I really love your smoke, Lyla" I said a bit ashamed. She giggled a bit.

"Do you like the car?" she said me in a moment.

"Oh? Yeah…" I responded.

"Watch this!" she said me.

She had taken the key of the car from the table, then she opened the door's car, she took the seat of the pilot and started up the car. A powerful and loud roar did the car, at the same time a huge blue smoke cloud appeared behind it.

"Wow!" I exclaimed when I saw all of that blue smoke.

"Did you like it? It's an old car, my husband loves it. This is a Ferrari, model 1972. It was, and is, a beautiful car, but it's motor it's old too, because it has its original pieces too" she told me.

Lyla got out the car and she took my hand, then we walked to behind the car. We stopped near the car's boot; we were seeing how it's four exhaust pipes emitting a massive amount of blue smoke.

"That's the reason that this car emitting this amount of smog, it's totally original" she added to me.

The blue smog started to cover us in a moment doing a thick haze around us.

"Oh… well, so, why your husband doesn't change the old pieces of the motor?" I said to her.

"Ah… because my husband wants all original pieces on it, but I know he like to make smoke with this car…

When I heard that words I only though: "Ah, he hates the fragrance of the cigarette smoke, but love the odor of the burned fuel of his car? I mean, the smell of the exhaust fumes".

Lyla saw me and added to me:

"Well… I really don't know why my husband have this car in this condition, it's terrible, because it consumes a lot of fuel making smoke, but I won't lie you, I really like to make smoke with this car. Rarely I drive it, but, when I do it, people just see the car stunned while I leave smoke to them behind.

"Yeah, stunned because it's a beautiful car, I don't know so much of cars, but I think it is an old master piece.

"Yeah…" Lyla responded to me.

She got closer to me, smog around her dancing softly in each movement of her thin body.

"You too" she told me whispered.

"I'm not old…" I responded to her as a little joke.

"You-are-beau-ti-ful" she spelled me. I giggled a bit nervous and a bit turned on.

While the blue smog was cover us, Lyla put a hand gently in my cheek and she got petty closer. We ended up kissing a bit among the blue haze of the car, at the end, she walked waggling her hips mischievous and, she told me.

"Do you want to hear its roar's motor?" she told me almost screaming, because the motor was too loud.

"Yeah!" I responded, staying behind the car a bit nervous, to see the smoke expelled from the huge exhaust pipes.

"Okay! Listen!" she responded and she rode the car.

Lyla accelerated the motor and loudly it made a lot of blue smoke, until it did a thick haze around me. I got impressed while the blue smoke covered me, the reek of burned fuel of its exhaust fumes assaulted my nose, but it wasn't a problem for me, I was used to the smell, because I lived in a polluted city during my adolescence with my aunt Alisa.

I remember that, while I was waiting to cross the street, way to school, I saw a lot of vehicles expelling smog, busses; trucks; motorcycles; cars, for a strange reason, I always got a bit hypnotized to see the smoke coming out from its exhaust pipes.

When I was with my aunt Alisa, I was fourteen years old, additionally that I smoked hidden from her, I had a little… well a true weird hobby. I liked so much to see the smog that came from the exhaust of my aunt's car.

When my aunt got outside to drink in bars, she had the habit to warm up the engine's car to prevent problems on the way, while she was taking a shower for a so long time, she instructed me to start up the car in the garage with open door, to warm up the motor.

My aunt's car, always did a lot of blue smoke (more than Lyla's Ferrari), the difference was that my aunt car only had a thin exhaust pipe that expelled a massive amount of smoke, besides, she had used to parking the car with the nose seeing to the garage door, so, the car's boot with exhaust ended against the wall of it, and the smoke bouncing there making a huge cloud inside it.

I had the habit to take a sit on the floor, near the exhaust pipe, just to see it expelling blue smoke. I couldn't take a sit pretty close of it, because smoke turned thicker and the smoky exhaust pipe became so hot too, besides, if I got so close to the exhaust pipe for long time, I got a bit dizzied with a little headache due I got shortness of breath, because there was so much of exhaust fumes so near to me. So, I learned to take a sit close enough of it to prevent get poisoned by the exhaust fumes, and joy the smoke show of my aunt's car.

Of course, sometimes I got sick with a lot cough, because I was breathing so much of toxic exhaust fumes, but it never didn't stop me. Each time my aunt told me start up the motor, I got sit down close to the smoky exhaust pipe while my aunt in the bathroom.

In one occasion, I took a cotton sweater, to use it to cover my mouth and nose, to avoid the reek of burned fuel of the exhaust fumes, at the same time, to try to breathe a bit among the smog that it was expelling close to me. It didn't work, but I could cough between my sweater quietly when I getting choked among the smog, while I was sited next to the exhaust pipe, seeing the massive amount of smoke getting out from it, until I got covered me among a thick cloud.

With Lyla's Ferrari, I felt the same sensation. I felt so hypnotized seeing the four exhausts expelling blue smog. I coughed a couple of times covering my mouth with a hand, I had breathed so much exhaust fumes staying behind the smoky Ferrari. I got choked for a moment.

In a moment Lyla got out from the car and walked to get closer to me among the huge cloud of blue smog.

"Are you alright?" she said me softly, I could see she was a bit worried.

"Ye… yeah… I'm… I'm okay… yeah" I responded a bit despaired and doubting, because I needed a bit of air, or cough hard, to get out the smog and the reek of burned fuel from my little lungs. I was really short of breath.

"Do you like it?" questioned Lyla to me.

"The car? Yeah… it's beautiful!" I responded.

"Not that. I mean… eh… the smoke…" she said me while saw the exhausts of the car.

"The smoke?" I repeated with a fake confusion.

"Yeah… what do you think about the car' smoke? I know it is so stinky, because its burned fuel, but I think its smoke is beautiful, a pretty blue. Don't you think that?" she added to me while she was seeing the smoke in the air and around us with joy.

"Mmh… yeah, it's pretty…" I responded to her while I saw the smoke too.

"Well… want to take a smoke break already?" she told me while she was taking her cigarette pack to show me.

"Ah… okay… I want a cigarette" I said.

"Okay… let's to smoke together!" she said with a smile.

"Wait… I think…" I tried to speak, I tried to told her that we should turn off the car.

"Oh! Yeah! We need an ashtray! You know, you were sweeping right here! To keep clean this place! So sorry!" she said and she left the garage. "Give me a minute! I'll go for an ashtray! I'll be back soon!" she told me while she ran to the mansion like a younger girl.

"Eh… okay…" I responded almost whispered.

Lyla left the car on, she forgot it, making a massive amount of blue smog. I only could hear it doing noises while was expelling smog. Phum! Phum! Phum! Phum! these exhaust pipes were doing while I got filled by its blue smog.

Really. I loved the car. It's a beautiful model, and it was doing a lot of smoke like my aunt and Isabella's car, my high school teacher. I just wanted to smoke a cigarette while I was seeing the smoke show of Lyla's car. So I proceeded to take a cigarette from my cigarette pack.

I just did a mistake… I was so wrong. Well, I was behind the car, receiving its exhaust fumes, so, when I tried to did the first drag of my cigarette, inevitably, I started to cough so hard, because I inhaled the polluted air with smog of the Ferrari.

I walked a bit away from the cloud of smog, to light my cigarette correctly while I was coughing, at the end I giggled a bit and smiled, seeing the blue smoke.

I really fell in love with that car. I really loved its way to emitting smog. I dragged my cigarette and blew the smoke with direction to the cloud of blue smog, but my smoke disappeared. I didn't know what happen to me in that moment, honestly, I wanted to return behind to the car to see how the blue smog covered me.

I sipped my cigarette, just to feel the flavor of its sweet smoke for last time, then I exhaled making a little smoke screen that the air got dissolve. I walked again to the boot car, with my cigarette in hand.

I stayed a bit moment behind the car, almost directly close to the exhaust pipes. I was receiving the smog, it was bouncing in my maid uniform, doing smoke for the sides of me covering completely me in smog.

After a bit moment, I coughed a couple of times, because I had breathed so much exhaust fumes, and the reek of the burned fuel assaulted my nose leaving me without breath, but I didn't want to leave that place. I wanted to stay there seeing the smog coming from the huge exhaust pipes.

I wished to take a sit near the car, to enjoy the smoke show, but I didn't consider it appropriate, so I took a place between the exhaust pipes, I leaned in the car's boot. In my right side I had two exhaust pipes, and in my left side the other two.

I really felt so good seeing the four pipes expelling smog near to me, taking advantage that the smell of the exhaust fumes there was few, I started to smoke my cigarette, doing smoke like the car (Ok… not…).

I did a drag to my cigarette, in that moment, while I was inhaling the smoke, a bit breeze moved the smog to me, eventually I started to cough when the cigarette smoke entered with the car' smog into me. I tried to do a sharp breath to cough harder, but I inhaled so much smog in the process. I giggled a bit and said to myself "fuck!" and I continued coughing for a bit.

That choked sensation turned me on a bit. I wanted to masturbate me while I was choking among the blue smog, but I kept it only in head as a thought. I saw the smog a bit hypnotized for its beauty. The smog was too much, I really didn't want to move myself from there, but I needed a gasmask to stay there or cough to clean my choked throat and my little lungs from smog. I chose the second option. I coughed harder among the thick smog, because I really loved to stay among the blue smog.

After a few minutes. Lyla went back.

"Oh gosh… I forget to turn off the car" said Lyla worried.

"Ah… it's okay… I think…" I responded.

"Well… oh?" she said and she saw me surprised. "Wow! Are you smoking while seeing the smoke from the car?" she asked me.

"Eh… well…" I said.

"Mmh… interesting… but, I think it its too dangerous to inhale exhaust fumes… well, okay, if you like it do it, you're a terrifying heavy smoker…" she added tome.

"Eh?" I responded confused.

She giggled a bit gentle and said.

"It's okay, I'm glad you enjoy the smog as much as I do. It comforts me so much, because I feel that I'm not the only one who love cars that do smog" she said.

"Ah… ah yeah, said me before you love to do smoke with this car" I responded.

"Yeah… I love it!" she said while she rode the car again. She did a roar with the motor doing a lot of smog to me. I held my breath with a little smile while the cloud started to cover me. "Well… it's a shame that this is toxic to breathe. I've always thought in buy a gasmask, just to see the smog in a closed room with this babe on..." she added.

"Sounds dangerous… but fun!" I said.

"Yeah! Maybe I would buy two masks… one for me…" she said and she accelerated the car's motor making a lot of smog up me. I started to cough among the thick blue smog, then, she turned off the car and she walked to me among the blue haze and told me. "And one for you".

"Cough! Cough! Gasp! Oh… thanks… I'll wait for that day" I responded breathless.

"It will be soon… for now… lets to smoke" she added to me. My cigarette had got off.

"Oh… yeah" I said.

Lyla put down the pilot seat of the car and she entered to the back seats.

"Wait… will we smoke in the car?" I questioned her a bit curious.

"Yeah, with closed window… don't you want to do it?" she questioned me.

"Eh…" I doubted.

"Oh, I already understand" she said and she got out the car.

She walked to the table near the car's nose, then she took the control of the main garage door. She closed it.

"Ready… no one will see us" she said with a smile.

"Oh… 'kay…" I responded a bit nervous.

"Tee hee! C'mon, I want to fill with cigarette smoke the car! Our cigarette' smoke!" she said me, she was too glad. I smiled.

We entered to the car and close the door. Lyla quickly lighted her long cigarette doing a smoke screen, she inhaled a lot of cigarette smoke and exhaled it with a long sigh.

I got shocked. She looked so beautiful among the mist of cigarette smoke that she had done. I just felt how my heart beating fast and hard my chest. I fell in love, seeing how Lyla was smoking her cigarette, leaving the car without air. Filling with smoke.

Lyla saw me and told me:

"C'mon! Light your cigarette. Let's to fill the car with smoke!" she said and she sipped her cigarette hard, inhaling so much smoke, while seeing me straight to my eyes, then she blew me all the smoke to my face with open mouth, giving me a smoke bath exhaling a huge cloud of cigarette smoke.

"Yeah…" I responded a bit nervous and turned on.

I lighted my cigarette too, doing a smoke screen thicker than Lyla's smoke, my smoke could be seen as a heavier cape over Lyla's cigarette smoke that was in the ambient already.

"Argh?! That's unfair!" exclaimed Lyla.

"What thing?" I said with a fake confusion, because I knew that she got jealous about my thicker smoke.

"Your smoke is heavier than mine… I can see your smoke up mine and this get more time to dissolve in the air…

"Ah… well, that's because you are not inhaling sufficient smoke to reach me" I said and I put a bit close my cigarette to my lips. "Try something like this, check this out!" I said and I sipped my cigarette near to her.

I inhaled so deeply too much smoke, I dragged hard my cigarette while inhaling. I opened my mouth, pointing to her, I proceeded to exhale slowly to her face.

Lyla saw my smoke a bit impressed while was getting cover for it. She put a hand over her chest and closed her eyes, then, she breathed among the smoke screen, inhaling deeply my smoke, she held her breathe with a pleasure expression for a moment, then she exhaled with a long sigh, blowing a bit of smoke that I had done.

"Amazing… simply amazing" said Lyla with a relaxed expression, almost whispered, her voice sounded if she had a little breathless, but happy.

"C'mon, I wanna see and breath your smoke too" I said to Lyla. I put some of my ashes to the ashtray that was between us, leaving a dense smoke trail.

"Okay. Let me try" she said and she put her cigarette in her lips.

Lyla sipped her cigarette and inhaled too much smoke, I could see how her chest got expanded slowly, filling herself with cigarette smoke until top. She opened her mouth and took a sharp breath of air with a little moan. She closed her eyes in an expression that seemed if she was about to cough.

I got closer to her to receive the smoke to my face. Lyla did a little moan gasping, and she could keep her cough, to blew me the smoke with open mouth to my face softly. I got covered in a smoke screen. I proceeded to inhale her smoke with a pleasure expression like her. She began to cough a couple of times and said:

"Cough... cough! My smoke is invisible compared to yours…" said Lyla a bit sad.

"Oh, c'mon. Don't say that. All of this smoke is ours. Just breathe with me the smoke, and smoke your cigarette. Just enjoy the smoke" I responded, then I sipped my cigarette, inhaling a lot of smoke, to do a smoke column to the car's roof, filling it with smoke.

Lyla giggled a bit and said: "Mmh… Okay…" and she inhaled smoke to blew too.

I saw the smoke around us, it was impressive, it looked like if we were covered by a smoke mantle on the air, mixed with a hard mist around us. I saw to Lyla and I told her:

"Well. Let's to do a cloud together…

"Mmh" she nodded as an innocent girl.

We sipped our cigarettes for so long time, then, we opened our mouths pointed to each other, to exhaled the smoke, doing a huge and thick cloud of cigarette smoke. I really loved how the smoke looked like cotton floating in the air, so dense, almost creamy in the air. I wished to do another cloud of smoke before the cloud got dissolved, but Lyla started to cough with breathless among the heavy smoke screen.

"Cough! Cough! Eh! So sorry… Gasp! Give me a sec… this smoke is too dense for me… cough! Cough! it's to much smoke for me…" she responded almost whispered.

"If you want, I can open a window to smoke get out and dissolve it a bit.

"Nope… I want to smoke more… breathe more smoke, c'mon, let's to do another cloud" she told me, she was seeing my eyes with decision.

"Okay…" I responded a bit glad among the smoke.

We sipped our cigarettes, and we blew the smoke, doing another thick cloud of smoke. Lyla coughed a couple of times and told me while coughing:

"Cough! Cough! C'mon! Cough! Cough! Let's do another cloud before this get dissolved.

I couldn't believe that. She wanted to do another cloud among of a cloud. I got turned on after listened her.

"Yeah!" I just responded.

Quickly, we did another cloud for several times, until smoke got too dense inside the car, but she wasn't happy with it, because she saw that her smoke was lighter than mine. Among the massive cloud of smoke, she coughed a bit, and told me.

"Cough! Cough! I can't do my smoke heavier than yours…

"It's okay, don't worry, just enjoy the smoke, see how smoke is covering us. I don't know how to say this, but; I really love the smoke in the air" I responded.

I saw my cigarette and I did my final drag, then, I put it off in the ashtray.

"And run out…" I said among the trail of smoke, then I took another one from my cigarette pack. I proceeded to light it.

"Argh… My cigarette has still tobacco... That means that I can't inhale so much smoke like you while smoking" she said.

I lighted my cigarette, then I inhaled smoke, then I closed my eyes to blew it to side of Lyla, making denser the smoke inside the car. After my long blow, I told her:

"It's okay. Your cigarette is longer than mine, that's reason that you still have tobacco in it. Just smoke with me Lyla. Let's to fill the car with smoke, but; relaxed.

I sipped my cigarette and I blew the smoke to her so slowly up giving her a smoke bath. She giggled a bit with glad among my smoke and she nodded, then she sipped her cigarette too to smoke with me.

While we were smoking in the car with closed windows, Lyla became to talk about a memory when she was younger.

"Tee-hee… this thick smoke gives me memoires of when I was in high school.

"Did you smoke in high school?" I questioned her.

"Nope. I always was coughing among the smoke of my friends, but liked so much to see they smoking, see the cigarette in their hands putting it in their lips, and end covered in their smoke, seeing and breathing it, while they were chatting. Ah, Aly and Mai were my friends, they always blew me a lot smoke until they make me cough in a cloud then, they hugged me and say things like "forgive me!", "It was a joke!", "sorry", they while they were laughing and fanning the dense smoke cloud around me.

I giggled a bit exhaling smoke and I responded.

"Tee-hee! I had a friend too who liked my smoke, but in last year of university. In high school I started to smoke with some friends… literally, we always in the parking lot of school smoking hidden from people.

"Oh! That's sounds fun…" she said me.

"Yeah… it was. I remember that we sometimes were coughing, because there were a lot of cars that produced a lot of smoke with its exhaust" I said and I sipped my cigarette.

"Ah! That's reason that you like smoking cars! Right?" she told me and she sipped her cigarette.

I exhaled the smoke and responded.

"Not quite, but it's a reason.

"Tee-hee… Let me told you something weird of me" she said.

"Mmh" I nodded.

"In high school, when I was waiting for my mom, I liked to see the smoking cars in the school's parking lot. I always was walking in the parking lot to see some cars emitting smoke when starting; sometimes… I coughed a bit among a cloud of exhaust fumes, the awful odor choked me when a car moved far away the place leaving a lot of exhaust fumes until it became smog around me, I learned to hold my breath while I was seeing vehicles emitting smoke to prevent cough and, of course, to prevent getting choke. I never didn't know what was happen to me, but; until today, when I see a vehicle exhaust emitting smoke, I like it, I got hypnotized for it. I know that's something weird and awful, because... air pollution; bad odor... but… I don't know… I like it… It's my secret, because it's… it's… it's a freak thing, and always thought that… I was the only that like it… the smog" she said.

I giggled a bit after listened her anecdote. Then and told her.

"Okay… Let me told you something about me too. Something weird of course about me… I thought too that I was the only one how like the smoke that a car emit. I was in high school too, I grew up with my aunt, her name is Alysa, and she had an old car that made a lot of smoke when turned on. When she went out, or when she instructed me about to turn on the car to get the motor warm, I liked to see how it was emitting smoke in my aunt's garage until I got covered in a massive smog. I remember too that I liked to take a sit next to the exhaust pipe while car was on, to see the massive smoke close to me.

"Oh… that sounds dangerous… but, funny…" she said me. she sipped her cigarette and inhale smoke deeply, then she blew it with direction to the roof. "Did you cough when you were seated in near the exhaust or have you get choked in the smoke?" she questioned me.

I sipped my cigarette too, doing a lot of smoke, I exhaled the smoke too, enjoying its flavor while smiling to her.

"Yeah… I got chocked several times among the cloud of smoke and I coughed a lot, but I had a sweater, with it; I covered my face to cough between it and keep silence, because, I thought that my aunt would scold me, because I was breathing toxic exhaust fumes from her car, but I just wished to see the smoke… breathe toxic exhaust fumes is the cost to see a smoke show… I think…" I responded.

"Yeah… I got chocked several times among the cloud of smoke and I coughed a lot, but I had a sweater, with it; I covered my face to cough between it and keep silence, because, I thought that my aunt would scold me, because I was breathing toxic exhaust fumes from her car, but I just wished to see the smoke… breathe toxic exhaust fumes is the cost to see a smoke show… I think…" I responded.

"Yeah… it's toxic to breathe exhaust fumes from a vechicle… but I think the same, is the cost to see a smoke show that a car emits.

Lyla sipped her cigarette and did her last drag, then she exhaled a lot smoke, I did the same, making denser the smoke cloud around us, then; we took another one to light it up and continue smoking. Among of our smoke screen, Lyla said:

"Do you think this smoke get heavier here, until it become toxic for us?

I coughed a bit choked after her words, because smoke got into me too heavy when I breathed, I could feel it inside my throat.

"Cough! Cough! Maybe… but, it's okay, I like the idea to cough with you among our smoke while smoking, it was a good idea to smoke inside the car with closed window, I like how the smoke fill the car slowly while we are smoking" I said and I sipped my cigarette. I opened my mouth to exhale the smoke, doing a thick smoke cloud.

"Where did you learn to smoke like this way? I don't understand how do you can do massive clouds of smoke like this… and… I can even see it and touch it, even into here with all of our smoke filling the car…

I giggled a bit and I responded.

"I learned it in high school… a teacher taught me how to smoke like this…

"A teacher? A teacher in high school?! What?!" she said surprised.

"Yeah… Her name was Isabella… Missis Isabella. I was fourteen when she gave me my first cigarette pack.

"Oh… really? But, but…

"It's okay… she was… gentle with me… I really love her… she was so beautiful…

"Ah… oh…" said Lyla shoked.

"It's okay… it's a secret from me... to you…" I said and I sipped my cigarette, then I blew the smoke to Lyla's face. "Wanna hear my story about I learned to smoke with her?

Lyla put a hand in her chest and she breathed deeply my exhaled cigarette smoke cloud. She exhaled with joyfulness with a long sigh of pleasure. She responded.

"Yeah… I want…" she said among my sweet smoke.

"Okay… let me told you…" I said and I did a dense smoke screen around us smoking my cigarette.