January 10, 2019
It's been raining since last night, but I'll have to take my smoking outside. My favorite leather jacket and leather trimmed leggings make for a warm choice with my leather gloves. My big pink umbrella and muddy rain boots help keep the wet off me even when I splash through puddles to get to my smoke spot. It takes a few tries to light to Marlboro cigarette clenched between my red lips, but it sparks up when I hold it directly in the lighter. I squeeze it with my lips as I try to put the box back in the pocket of my leather jacket, but my leather gloves catch on the slippery pocket lining and I have to pucker hard to keep it from falling into the mud as I wobble in the slippery, drizzle of fat drops falling in the wind. It nearly douses my Marlboro cigarette, but I purse my lips harder and take a deep drag while claiming victory with the box safely in my pocket. The umbrella works as a shield for my smoke, collecting it all under the top to create a massive cloud that puffs out when I tip it askew into the raining winds. I splash a bit in my boots, muddying them further, while I puff my cigarette away and shrug my leather jacket on closer. The chilled air blows straight through my shirt to my braless, pierced nipples, making them pointed and hard when I flash them at you. I even pull down my pants and risk flashing my hairy bush when my cigarette has been smoked completely, stamped out, and stowed in my pocket to be disregarded safely later.