Candy's Room

We're two bisexual girls who live high above the streets of New York City and we get paid for taking our clothes off and having sex in front of people. Candy is 24 and I'm 22. We're both college students and madly in love with each other. I'm Liz, and Candy saved my life. Here's some stuff we like.

[lastvolute]

[lastvolute]

[lostnsmoke]

[smokinggurl]

You’re looking at her very first cigarette. To her, it’s just a funny little experiment on a night out, she doesn’t even really like the taste, holding it up more like a prop while she barely takes a puff. But little does she know, the trap has already sprung.

That casual first cigarette inevitably leads to a second, and a third. Soon enough, she figures out how to actually inhale, and those light puffs turn into deep, satisfying drags. Bumming two or three cigarettes from friends on a night out becomes her new normal, until she finally starts bringing her own pack, telling herself it’s still only something she does when she’s drinking.

Then comes the turning point. She meets up with a smoking friend for a daytime coffee, and as the smoke drifts between them, the scent suddenly hits her as intoxicating rather than repulsive. She’s never had a cigarette sober before, but the craving hits her like a ton of bricks. The pack is right there in her purse, so she thinks, Why not? It’s just a fun, nice little ritual with a friend. Before she knows it, she’s lighting up every single time they hang out, and a permanent pack is tucked away in her handbag.

The habit quickly bleeds into her solo life. One evening, after a brutal, stressful day at work, she leans out her bedroom window and lights up alone. It becomes a nightly decompression routine. Then, it expands to the morning commute to steel her nerves, followed by a necessary escape during her lunch break.

Fast forward six months, and the transformation is absolute. The girl who used to just play around with a cigarette for a photo is gone; now, she’s just accepted by everyone as a regular smoker. She always has a pack on her, and whether she's sober or drunk doesn't matter anymore. She lights up simply because she needs to, and she’s finding she needs to more and more often.

[lostnsmoke]

[smoke73]

[kardaan]

Catalina Elefteriu

[sloan-tumble]

[lostnsmoke]

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[lostnsmoke]

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Joy

[soulsurfer55]

no their not.

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[lostnsmoke]

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