"No, of course not."No, of course not... please do" Julie responded. Tangerine opened a large wooden humidor on the coffee table glancing at Julie in the process, trying to read the expression on her face. Her hand paused over a particularly long and elegant cigar, for a moment undecided. She selected the cigar, savored its pale greenish length, and placed it between her heavily painted lips. Expertly lighting the cigar and exhaling a dense stream of smoke she turned toward Julie. "Does it shock you dear?". Taking a deep drag she smiled broadly before exhaling another dense column of cigar smoke. "I'm afraid it does most women" she continued "But do feel free to help yourself, that is if you think you can handle it." Julie smiled brazenly, selected a similar cigar and accepted the light that Tangerine offered. Julie took a couple of drags on the cigar and looked at Tangerine with an "okay darling the next move is yours" expression on her face. "It looks like both of us know how to appreciate a really good cigar" Tangerine spoke, her words punctuating a stream of smoke. She sat with her legs crossed, her left arm folded across her middle propping up the right arm at the elbow with the back of the hand. Her cigar was held about eye level between the index and middle fingers. |