Your first cigarette
To be honest, inhaling the fumes from some burning leaves isn't the most natural thing in the world.
Tell us about the first time. Where, when, and who were you trying to show off to?
Or, if you've never tried a cigarette, tell us something interesting on the subject of smoking.
Personally, I've never ever smoked a cigarette. Lung damage from pneumonia put me off.
( , Wed 19 Mar 2008, 18:49)
To be honest, inhaling the fumes from some burning leaves isn't the most natural thing in the world.
Tell us about the first time. Where, when, and who were you trying to show off to?
Or, if you've never tried a cigarette, tell us something interesting on the subject of smoking.
Personally, I've never ever smoked a cigarette. Lung damage from pneumonia put me off.
( , Wed 19 Mar 2008, 18:49)
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My first actual cigarette? Well, it's not something I've told anyone but
My first, my very first I had right after I lost my virginity.
I can remember so many things about it, the damp sheets and the musty smell of sex that hung in the air like some kind of sweet fog which almost overcame me.
I lay there just thinking about the feel of a womans thighs rubbing against my legs, about taking someone's knickers off for the first time, the feel of someone's tongue and lips on my twitching knob, about all those things your mind is filled with after your first time. And whilst she stroked me playfully I started to feel a bit weird about it all, but it was only when my mum asked if I wanted a fag that the spell was broken, I realised I probably did want one, I can just remember croaking 'yes please'. - I finished the rest of the packet the very same day.
This is how I became hooked.
( , Fri 21 Mar 2008, 1:06, Reply)
My first, my very first I had right after I lost my virginity.
I can remember so many things about it, the damp sheets and the musty smell of sex that hung in the air like some kind of sweet fog which almost overcame me.
I lay there just thinking about the feel of a womans thighs rubbing against my legs, about taking someone's knickers off for the first time, the feel of someone's tongue and lips on my twitching knob, about all those things your mind is filled with after your first time. And whilst she stroked me playfully I started to feel a bit weird about it all, but it was only when my mum asked if I wanted a fag that the spell was broken, I realised I probably did want one, I can just remember croaking 'yes please'. - I finished the rest of the packet the very same day.
This is how I became hooked.
( , Fri 21 Mar 2008, 1:06, Reply)
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