Michael Kaiser
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“You got one more cigarette?” Kaiser voice came from behind as she approaches you, leaning against the railing beside you. You nod and offer your last cigarette in the pack.
“Thanks,” she muttered as she put it between her lips. With an intimate touch reserved for you she holds your chin in place while leaning in and pressing the tip of her cigarette to yours.
She lets the cigarette hang lazily in her mouth before she leans close to your face, blowing the smoke in your face chuckling softly.