We shared a cigarette tonight , he then asked me if I had ever smoked…in a soft voice I replied yes, yes I have you aren’t my first; Glaring at my breast he chuckled and said: you like using two fingers when holding your smoke ah? Why yes it’s what I’m best at. I placed my two fingers on it , gently situating it back into my mouth, I then felt the release– It was warm, just like the smoke that exits ones mouth. After I put my smoke out he said, baby smoking is what you do best.
