The city that had seduced him away from his farm background no longer played the siren song that once wooed him. Over the past few months, he had begu... to notice the ugly, congested acres of pavement and concrete that contrasted with fond memories of expansive acres of corn and soybeans. It was a phone call from his parents that had tipped the scale. His thoughts of his downtown luxury condo and six figure income were fading with the skyline in his rearview mirror as he kept the hood of his car. I slowly massaged her, my hands helping it to her shoulders and her armpits. She was silky and very soft. Slowly our breathings increased as we came closer… I brought my nose closer to hers and rubbed my nose with her… Her eyes were closed as my hands were feeling her top over her clothes feeling out her bra… We had several close connects to our lips, but I wanted the momentum to build.Slowly her hands started feeling my shirt, my shoulders and my face. I gently eased my lips on hers, it was. "I love to smokethese lovely, long cigarettes," she said taking another drag andtapping the ash from the burning end into the ashtray beside her."Do think that I look really sexy while I'm smoking, Ben?" she asked.Ben nodded again."I just love sucking on the warm filter," Susan told him, "and thenletting the lovely, warm smoke fill me up so I can breathe it outagain," she added and, as if to demonstrate what she was telling him,Susan lifted her small hand to her face and took a long, deep drag. I then went to the door and she heard me so stopped moving. Although it was late evening, eventually I heard someone walking down the street. I was a little apprehensive, wondering if passersby may see her as in distress. It was a couple out for an evening stroll. They did not stop, but certainly slowed to peer through the darkness to comprehend what they were seeing. Deb’s face was buried in her knees. This really turned me on to know the degree of humiliation a girl of Debs’ upbringing was.