"Might I have a taste of your scotch? I'd happily trade being a foot stool for just a sip."



While I've never actually smoked anything in my life, I absolutely adore watching it. It has such an aura of classy power and sensuality, nearly unto a ritual of its own when I watch my owner smoke a cigar (though I do whine if she doesn't brush her teeth before kissing me).

This piece is just lovely. I adore the smoking (and the multiple routes thereof!) and the outfit and body language is the sort that just makes a girl want to crawl over on her hands and knees.

I admit that I adore the hookah, and hope to someday have one myself. And not one of those cheap, mass-produced pieces of junk found in smoke shops. A good quality one, and the tobaccos to go with it. And I know what you mean about the aura. Not so much with cigarettes, but with cigars and hookah, oh yes.

And do feel free to crawl over. Especially if it gets you in trouble with your Owner. ;)