Chapter #8.- Sick and smoke.

It was early in the morning at the classroom. I was feeling so sick, my eyes and my nose were watering, and my throat was killing me slowly, I really was agonizing, but a class day is a class day.

I was coughing in my desk next to window, my mom gave me a silk hankie, because, she hated a lot wet wipes (she always told me "That wipes just be garbage and only polluting the seas of the earth making a lot of trash!" while smoking a cigarette… she was ecologist, but I never understood her, because she always did a lot of garbage with the cigarettes butts and was polluting the house's air with smoke… but... argh… okay…).

In a moment my classroom best friends appeared Jessica and Karina (yeah… "best friends", and I never mentioned them previously… because I was too intoxicated by the mist of nicotine of Angie… yeah… yeah… ok…), they told me too worried:

—Amy? Are you okay? —questioned Jessi.

—Oh yeah… I just got a little cold… that's all…—I responded.

—Ah… maybe 'cause you're always with that delinquent…—exclaimed Kari.

—Eh?! Wh… whu… what are you insinuating? —I questioned too nervous.

—Oh… let me tell it to her Kari…

—Gah! 'kay…

—We've seen these days you're expend too much time with Angie, and she…—said Jessi, she doubted a bit for something.

—Ah? —I said still very nervous.

—She's always smoking a cigarette next to you! And you're coughing and coughing… and coughing. She doesn't care if you get choke among her smoke! —interrupted Kari too angry.

—We saw you in the bus stop last week, she did a lot of smoke and you were coughing among that… I'm really worry for you…—said Jessi.

—Eh?! — I said, my heart was beating a lot it was about to break my chest, I just thought "she probably saw my kiss with her! No!" —. Ah… well… maybe I was not coughing, eh… maybe I… cough, cough! Cough…—I tried to talk, but I'd a coughing attack in that moment.

—Maybe you're not sick for breathing her smoke, right? —replied Kari.

—Smoking is so bad, people who smoke get sick all the time until get cancer, and… it is worse to passive smoking…

—Eh… Gasp! I know…—I responded to her.

—Yeah… breathing smoke from a smoker becomes you a secondhand smoker. It is so gross, just think a bit in that, you're breathing in that was inside from another person…—said Jessi.

I thought it for a moment, but I got so turn on, because, Angie was too sexy blowing smoke, I just thinking how she fill me with smoke while she was blowing me with her lips in a form of a kiss, until see a cloud around me. I really was intoxicated by her nicotine mist.

—Yeah… you're right…—I replied to Jessi.

—Put to the end that friendship! Now! —said Kari to me so angry.

—Oh, please… don't be rude with Amie… —exclaimed Jessi, then she saw to me—. But, eh… please… is for your health, breathing smoke from another person, or to be a secondhand smoker is not healthy for you, you're not a smoker…

—I understand… got it… —I said to her—. I'll talk with her at the end of school day… just… just give me a little time…—I added to Jesse. She looked too worried.

After the day. I went out school. I had my silk hankie covered my nose and mouth. In the main entrance I saw Angie.

—Hi sweetie! —saluted Angie.

—Oh… Hi…—I said a bit weak. We started to walk together.

—What's happen? —she said to me browsing.

—I've little cold, so… Mmh! Jem!…—I said a little hoarse and I hawked a bit clean my throat.

—So? —said Angie to me.

—So… I think I shouldn't breathe your smoke until I get better…

—Are you kidding me? It's the best thing of the day! —she told me too happy.

—Eh?! —I exclaimed surprised.

—Yeah, I'm your personal smoke machine, remember it… but…—she said and then she saw me with naughty gaze.

—But? —I replied.

—But… you should remember too, that you are my cougher kitty… So, it is the best moment to smoke over you! —she told me and she got closer to me almost immediately—. I like the idea to make you cough with clouds of my smoke while you're sick! Oh! I really wanna do it! I'll really love it! —she said in glad in my face. Her breath reeked like an ashtray. She had smoked a cigarette. I just covered my face with my silk hankie stronger to avoid the odor.

—Eh?! I don't know… I…—I tried to talk, but she interrupted me with mischievous voice.

—You are my cougher kitty.

—Yeah… but I think this is unfair… because my throat is so dry, and hurt me a lot, it's almost killing me, I've…Cough! Cough!— I said and I coughed too strong a couple of times—. I've a terrible cough, my eyes and my nose are watering a lot…—I said but she only continued seeing me with a large smile—. And… No! I don't want to breathe your smoke in this condition… —I added to her (sincerely, I wanted to breathe her smoke in that condition, the idea turned me on a bit… but my throat pained… the pain…).

—Please! —she said.

—Not! —I responded.

—Please! —she insisted.

—Nope! —I replied.

—Argh! Okay… How about a bet? —she said to me mischievous.

—A bet? — I replied confused.

—Yeah… you support the idea that the people don't love smoke… right? —she said.

—Yep—I responded.

—And I support the idea that people rally love smoke… is that correct? —she said to me.

—Eh… yeah…—I said confused and doubting.

—Well, what if we will try to see who's correct with a bet? Maybe counting the number of vehicles that emitting smog, against the number of vehicles that does not emitting smog… the first who achieve count more vehicles than the opponent today, until six o' clock, wins the bet! —she said and she got closer to me—. If I win… I'm not only smoke on you, you will smoke with me a cigarette pack since tomorrow while sick until get better…—she said to me.

—What? But if I smoke while cold, I'll never get better… because smoke is bad to health…—I said to her.

—It's your opportunity to show me that you have the reason, and show me that I'm not in right with the idea that people love smoke…

She was right. It was my opportunity, but I continued doubting. In a few moments. I replied.

—What if I win?

—Oh! Okay! If you win… well… that's impossible… but, if you win, I'll quit smoking until you will get better… no tobacco, nor cigarettes… nothing… until you will get better…

—Alcohol? —I said to her.

—Uuh… you are so confident… so… it's okay, if you win, I quit smoking and alcohol…—she said to me.

I thought it for a moment and I responded minutes later.

—Okay… I accept the bet… —I said.

—Yeah! —she celebrated and she took my hand suddenly—. Okay gal! c'me with me! —she said in glad.

We walked to the school again, and we arrived to the school's parking lot. The parking lot was under building and was too large. We entered to the building in the road to the exit of the cars. It was a little obscure, with a bit of light crossing in the large metal blinds of the windows at the corners and, in front of us, was a median strip separating the ways of entrance and exit from the place.

—Oh? Wait… what are we doing here? —I questioned.

—Well, this is a place with a lot of vehicles, so…—she said, and suddenly a blue car passed slowly, looking for the exit of the parking lot, leaving a white smoke screen to us, it stank a lot of burned fuel. I started to cough through my silk hankie, among the white smog that emanated from car that was slowly moving away.

—One! —she said while she was among the white mist of burned fuel.

—Hey! That's unfair! —I said to her.

—Sorry gal! I see smog around me, and the car that was emitting smog, so, that's a point to me…— she said.

In an instant, another car passed near to us, this car did not emit smog, but it left stinky the air around us. I started to fan the invisible exhaust fumes with a hand, to avoid the odor.

—One? —I said doubting a bit, because that car did not emit smoke to us, nor smog, but it left a horrible odor of exhaust fumes in the air.

—Mmh…—Angie doubted with both hands in her waist—. I see no smoke nor smog, but it left a strong smell here… mmh… okay… point for you—she added.

—Yay! —I celebrated, then a motorcycle passed and left a lot of smoke behind of it, and the cloud arrived to us leaving a mist of burned fuel.

I grimaced a bit while I got covered my mouth and nose with my silk hankie.

—Two—said Angie.

—Hey! Wait! You said cars! —I admonished against her.

—Nope! I said "ve-hi-cles"… and motorcycles are vehicles too, so… point for me—she said and then, a van passed near to us leaving a lot of brown smog. I pushed my silk hankie in my face to avoid breathe its exhaust fumes—. Three…—she said among the cloud of brown exhaust fumes.

—Mmh…—I exclaimed uncomfortable.

In a moment, another car passed with a roaring motor, this didn't leave smoke, it left an invisible mist of stinky exhaust fumes, I could smell it.

—Two—I said to Angie while I was fanning in vain the odor.

—Well… two vs three… I'm wining sweetie…—said Angie smiling.

—Mmh…—I just exclaimed, then I saw Angie for a moment, and I asked to her—. Angie… could I do a question to you?

—You did it already…—she said.

—Oh?! C'mon! —I said to her.

—Ha! Ha! Tell me sweetie, what's happen?

—Well… How can you…" I said, but a professor interrupted me.

—Oh, excuse me, this is my car—he said.

—Oh, sorry…—I responded.

He rode his car and turned it on, immediately, the car started to emit a massive amount of blue smoke, then, it took its road to the exit of the parking lot slowly, leaving a smelly blue cloud of exhaust fumes without any consideration. I started to cough in among the blue mist while car was getting away to the exit.

—Four…—said Angie while was seeing me coughing. She didn't flinch in view of the cloud of exhaust fumes and was breathing easily through it.

—Gasp! This is so gross! —I said to Angie while I was trying to breathe among the smelly mist of burned fuel.

—I don't know…—said Angie then she took my hand suddenly and told me— I've an idea, c'mon to the median! There, we'll can count better the vehicles while it getting entry and exit to the parking lot! —she said and we walked to the median of the parking lot.

When we arrived, I proceeded to ask to Angie.

—How can you breathe among exhaust fumes of vehicles? It is poisonous! You can get poisoned by the smoke of a car, don't breathe that thing!

Angie giggled a little and, suddenly, a black car passed near to us in the entrance way, and the same time another one passed on the way to exit, these were leaving a massive amount of gray smoke from its respective exhaust pipes. A gray haze covered us in an instant while the cars got far away.

I held my breath, and I pushed the silk hankie in my face to prevent breathe so much smog from those cars.

—Five and six… sweetie…—Angie said breathing tranquil in the middle of all of that gray smog.

I coughed a couple of times, feeling so terrible for my cold, and dizziness by the mixed smell of the exhaust fumes in the air.

—Mmh…—I grimaced while nodding.

—Oh, yeah… about your question… I don't know, I really love smog from vehicles—she said while she was caressing the visible gray haze in the air with a hand—. I've to admit it, it's smelly as hell… but I like it, I like to walk through a cloud of smoke that a car left behind with its exhaust pipe, or the beautiful blue color that a motorcycle leaves with its smoke; after it get turns on— she said, then she started to feign to ride a motorcycle doing noises with its mouth and moving her hands as if she was twisting a motorcycle handle—. Vroom! Vroom! Vroom! And there's the smoke! — she said so glad.

—I don't know… I think it's too bad to do smoke with a vehicle…— I said to her. Suddenly a car crossed next to us leaving a lot of white smoke. I coughed breathless by the smelly cloud around us. She only giggled.

—Thee-hee! making smoke with a vehicle is so funny, sweetie! Ah… and that's the seventh… three cars more and I'll win… thee hee…— she said—. So, about the smoke, my favorite is the diesel smoke… busses; tractors, trucks, the cloud of black smoke that those engines can leave are so incredible and amazing, it makes me cough a lot; of course, but I love it…—she said and she inhaled deeply and she sighed—. I think it's beautiful, like an artwork. I need a cig—she told me.

I couldn't believe it; she really loved the smog. The idea that I was seeing her among the smog of cars, turned me on a bit, because she looked sexy through the cloud. Maybe she would be in truth, because, cars that emitting smog never would disappear from the world.

In a moment a couple of cars that was emitting invisible exhaust fumes, passed in its respective roadways of entrance and exit.

—Three and four…—I said while I grimaced, because it was a really smelly exhaust fume invisible cloud. I hawked a couple of times grimacing, getting choke on the smell.

In a moment another car passed next to us leaving a dense blue smog in the air that hugged us in an instant. That smoke was so thick and had a dense and disgusted smell that made us cough a lot.

—Cough! Cough! Eight… cough! Cough…—said Angie between coughs.

—Cough! Cough! I can't breathe! —I exclaimed breathless and my eyes were watering by the dense smog in the air.

—Tee-hee! Ok… time to go out…—giggled Angie and she took my hand to take me out the smoky parking lot of the school.

After that. We were walking in the pavement to the bus stop that was three blocks forward of us. Angie was happy, I could see it in her face, she was smiling.

—Remember, if I win; you'll must breathe my cigarette smoke while sick! —she told me.

She was right, she had eight cars to favor. In a moment a couple of cars overtook us.

—Five and six…— I said. —I think you won't win. The parking lot was a closed space with so many smoky cars, but in the roadway there's not so many of it like there…—I said to her.

—Mmh… maybe you're right…probably you will win…—Angie responded.

In a moment an old truck appeared in the corner of the street, it was making a lot of noise and black smoke. In the distance I could see how its engine was filling the roadway with its exhaust fumes, leaving a dense layer of smog in the air. In a moment it overtook us and we ended among a thick gray cloud. I closed my eyes and I held my breath before smog assaulted my face. I had my silk hankie in my face covering my nose and mouth in a useless try to avoid it.

—Wow! Have you seen that? Look at all this smoke, it covered the street literally with its exhaust fumes! It's awesome! —exclaimed Angie exaltedly admiring the smoke that was covering us.

—Mmh…—I nodded grimacing disgusted and still holding my breath.

Angie saw me smiling kindly, she and put a hand in her mouth and hawked slightly a couple of times, to clear her choked throat after had breathe in all of that pollution; then, she giggled and told me so glad: —Nine…

I knew that she will win. I just was thinking about to breathe her cigarette still I was sick. Annie loved my coughs, but my throat was hurting me each time I coughed. I thought in cancel the bet.

—Eh… Angie… I want to cancel the bet; I really feel so bad.

—Ah, ah, ah! Nope. You will shall to breathe my smoke after I win the bet! Don't forget that! —she insisted.

—Mmh… but… I…—I said a bit hoarse.

—Oh! Okay. It will be just one cigarette. I just want to smoke over you while are sick. I like the idea to make you cough in that condition. But, it's okay if you feel so bad, it will be only one cigarette. I'm promise you. Just let me bring you on a bit of smoke…—she said.

—Mmh… okay…— I responded. In that moment appeared two cars without smoke and overtook us—. Seven and eight! —I exclaimed exalted.

—Oh! Maybe you will win… I see that…—told me Angie.

We arrived to the bus stop. After a bit, I could see that the road has no cars. I wanted to win the bed to avoid Angie's cigarette smoke but, at the same time, I wanted to see her smoking. I was in a mental dilemma.

In that moment a car appeared and passed leaving no smoke.

—Nine…—I said to Angie.

—Mmh… Okay. One vehicle more and I think you will win…—said Angie a bit sad.

I giggled a bit, in a moment appeared a motorcycle, leaving a dense blue mist of burned fuel. It stopped in the bus stop to ask for indications. Angie stood up and talked with the biker. I was absolutely amazed by the amount of smoke that the engine's bike was leaving. The biker didn't turn off its bike, he didn't care if Angie was talking to him. After receive the indications he ran away suddenly, and left us a horrible cloud of smoke.

Angie and me was coughing among the smoke in the bus stop.

—Cough… cough… What an impolite! —I exclaimed coughing among the smoke.

—Yeah! It's a lot of smoke! cough! Cough…—she responded to me choked in the smoke—. But its funny! I wan to do the same! Ha! Ha! Cough! Cough…—added Angie to me laughing and coughing.

—Mmh… I don't like it…—I said.

—Oh! I almost forget it. Ten… I win the bet! —said Angie happy.

—Mmh… Oh no…—I replied.

—Yep! C'mon! I wanna cigarette! Tee-hee! You will love my new smoking style! — told me Angie.

—New smoking style? —I asked a bit surprised.

—Yep! I think you will love it! Just wait for it! —she said glad.

We went to her house. Her mom was not in home. Almost immediately, Angie went upstairs to get a cigarette pack from her mom's room. She said me to wait for her in bathroom of her room.

I was laydown in the tub, waiting for her. After a bit, she appeared with an ashtray, a lighter and a pack with long cigarettes.

—Wow! These cigarettes are so long…—I said a bit amazed.

—Yeah! It's a new brand that my mom brought… Maybe it would make me cough with its smoke. I don't know, I wanna try…—said Angie.

She entered to the tub and she got laydown over me. She put her ashtray over one of my breasts, and she ended so close to me.

—Are you ready? —she asked to me a bit naughty.

—Ye…yeah…—I nodded so anxious.

Angie took her lighter and she she gave me it.

—Sweetie, please, Light my cigarette—she told me.

—Mmh…—I nodded nervous and I lighted her cigarette.

She pulled her cigarette while the little flame was burning it, in a instant a cloud of creamy smoke appeared. I held my breath and closed my eyes. I felt how the hot smoke burned my face and I grimaced by it.

Angie giggled glad and dragged her cigarette, without separate the cigarette from her lips, she started t pumped and dragged it while was breathing out the smoke from her nose. I ended covered in a cigarette smoke screen in seconds.

I saw the smoke so amazed. I loved it. I got lose in her smoke. In a moment Angie giggled a bit naughty and told me.

—C'mon sweetie! Breathe in my smoke. I do it with so much love!

I smiled between the smoke. I closed my eyes and I inhaled deeply her smoke that was concentrated among us in a dense haze. After inhaled it and feel how it was crossing my throat slowly, filling my chest and pretty lungs with the cloud of love taht she had done, I started to cough breathless. Angie giggled glad and told me.

—Tee-hee! It's okay. Cough and breathe more smoke, sweetie—she added to me and she repeated again her dragging.

After several minutes. She ended her cigarette. My throat was hurting me, I was getting choke in the smoke, I was headache, but I loved it. In a moment Angie saw me doubting and she asked to me.

—Do you want more smoke? Or not? I doubted more. I wish to breathe more of her cigarette smoke.

After think it a bit I responded a bit doubting.

—Okay… smoke another one. I want to inhale more of your smoke…—I said breathless.

—Yeah! —responded Angie.

She gave me the lighter again to light it up, and I ended in a cloud of hot and creamy smoke. of course, this time I breathed in it and I ended coughing. Angie was so glad and continued giving me smoke with her new smoking style.

I breathed the smoke of five cigarettes that afternoon. I loved her way to smoke. I ended with more cold. I felt so sick, but sick of love. Love to get more intoxicated by the nicotine of Angie' cigarette smoke. The bath tub got filled by all of that smoke.