)More 120's Mentor: Part IBy Verna BensonI'll never forget the first time I met the woman who changed my life. I was a paperboy and frequently I would...stop at a liquor store on my route to get change and a soda. One of the first times I went in, I noticed an ashtray next to the register containing a smoldering More 120 cigarette. I was already a smoking fetishist and looking at the long brown cigarette, with the gold stripes, with a trail of smoke extending from one end to the ceiling sent a. It was just the two of us and she had shut the door to the rest of the plane. She wanted to talk about sex. She admitted that she was still a virgin and the debate was when, not if, or who. I asked if Tomas was pushing. She said that he wasn't. She asked me when Charles and I first made love.I knew this was coming so I took a deep breath and began to talk. "Everyone assumed we would be together but Charlie began drawing away from me just before our birthdays. We hadn't had sex but had engaged. She had just checked into a small hotel with Varun probably for the weekend, near a place just outside the city. My mind on its own began to devise a ploy… Ideas after Ideas poured into it…I stashed my box of really strong sleeping pills into my bag along with a little weed left over from last night and set out for the hotel. I still didn’t know how I was going to pull this off but I just couldn’t stop thinking of her!I reached the hotel and set the plan into action. At the reception I managed. But when she saw Chris look at her, she felt all those insecurities melt away. He looked at her as if she were the most beautiful woman in the world, and as though no one would ever be able to compare to her. She yawned and closed her eyes, resting them for a minute before opening them to the softly lit room. Chris was working late and Ann and James had gone to bed. She looked at the clock on the desk. It read 11:30 in large, lurid green numbers. Barely suppressing another yawn, Cassie closed.