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I've seen you sneaking a peak as I raise my fingers to My lucious pink lips and take a puff. My chocolate brown eyes catch yours through the smoke and I beckon you...
Of course, come smoke with Me, but for this privilege you must be of use to me.
How will I make use of you? Maybe as a human ashtray, or foot stool, or even a plaything to force intox, burn and torment as I smoke... Either way you'll be so wrapped up in My seductive smoke, hypnotized by each puff who knows what rabbit hole I may lead you down.