Posted by Mark on August 7, 2009, 0:10:17
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Only one more sighting than last night but considerably better quality. Plus just about everything was going against me for much of the night, so I feel very lucky to have pulled off what I did. I arrived at about 6:20, hoping to get an hour worth of fetish time in before meeting my friend to attend the Kellie Pickler concert. Rain was forecasted to arrive mid-evening, so there was a very high likelihood of the night becoming a complete trainwreck. I hadn't been there for 10 minutes when I heard my name called out. It was my friend...and he had just finished eating and wanted to "walk around" the grounds together before going to the concert. Great! Just great!
I would walk around the grounds listening to my friend tell the story of his date last night with an old girlfriend, while dutifully scanning my surroundings as I always do for smokers as I half-listened. Finally, as we turned the corner into the midway, I got my first sighting of the night of an 18-ish brunette hottie lighting up as she sat on her boyfriend's lap on a bench. Unfortunately, due to being leg shackled to my friend, all I would get was those few seconds walking by. Things would get worse as we left the midway and headed towards the grandstand to take our reserve-seating right-up-by-the-stage seats. Most would be happy to have such good seats, but I was distraught about the prospect of sitting there for nearly three sightingless hours while all this smoking was transpiring on the grounds behind me. The only bright spot is that the concert was being pushed ahead to 7:45 in the hopes of getting it in before the rain, meaning there would theoretically more of the evening left to fetish after the show ended.
My friend and I were approaching the grandstand seating but my friend decides we're there earlier than we need to be and that he should really head to the bathroom before we take our seats. Sounded like a plan to me as it would get me onto the grounds for another 10 minutes or so. Little did I know, however, that for the second time is as many instances, my friend had inadvertantly led me to my best sighting of the night. As we walked towards the cement bathroom complex, I immediately spotted two teenage cuties standing right off to the side with freshly lit cork filters between their fingers. And I would get to stand out here and watch the show for a few moments while my friend went into the bathroom.
As is usually the case, the men's bathroom was wide open and my friend walked right in, but the women's bathroom had a pretty significant line. The girls were smoking not far to the left of the line and I stood about five yards in front taking in as much as possible. The girl on the left wasn't bad. She looked 17-18, had dark blonde hair down to her shoulders and was in the middle of a cell phone call while smoking. The other girl, however, was absolutely adorable. She was very slender with long light brown hair flowing down her back and a face that oozed innocence. Looking at her, I would have figured she was 15, but it's likely she was closer to her friend's likely age of 18. The brunette stood there silently while her friend chatted on the phone, adorably folding her arms together in a way very definitive of a shy and somewhat insecure teenage girl handles herself in such settings, yet still smoked like a veteran with deep drags and dense exhales. But here's the best part....I was standing where I was in hopes of getting splashed in the face with the girls' exhales, but the wind was such that they didn't come my way. Instead, they drifted directly into the line for the women's bathroom....and I mean straight into their faces. None of the women were complaining at that time, but with both girls smoking, the volume and frequency of their exhales created an almost relentless deluge of secondhand smoke assault from these adorable teen girls. As soon as the air finally cleared for the women in the bathroom line, another new cloud of toxic exhaust was produced by the second girl. It was truly remarkable. This sighting was spectacular enough to keep me satisfied for more than two hours we'd spend in the grandstand before and during this concert.
I won't get into details of the concert itself but it ended about 9:20 as a light rain had just begun. I exited the grandstand fearing the worst....that the rain would continue unabated and the massive crowds on hand to see Kellie Pickler would disperse quickly. But as we were exiting the crowded grandstand, the rain essentially stopped. Yet right when I thought I finally caught a break, my friend tells me he'll stick around a bit now that the rain had stopped and thought we could just wander around the grounds a little bit longer. WTF was going on here!!!!!!
Through gritted teeth, I obliged and we perused the grounds another 20 minutes or so, leading me past a couple modest sightings but nothing great. As 10:00 approached, I had to come up with a reason to ditch the friend...and as I checked my cell phone for the time, it came to me. I told him at 10 I was supposed to call my 19-year-old girlfriend back in Iowa. I didn't really have to call her, but it gave me a perfect excuse to tell him to take a hike while still not incriminating myself by saying I had to leave, only for him to later see me wandering the grounds alone. He cooperated beautifully by saying he was gonna head out. We walked towards the lot where his car was and just as my friend was leaving, you guessed it, for the THIRD time he led me straight to a wild sighting. And I had been cursing this guy as a fetish liability?!?! The man was a guardian angel!
In the remote corner of the grounds near the lot where my friend was walking towards sat two teenage girls on a bench near the 4-H food stand which had by that hour closed. I could see right away that one girl (the cute and little one) had a cigarette. She took note of me spotting her and turned around on the bench, making it clear that she was considerably underage. I had a hard time getting a good look in the dark and with her doing her best to hide her face, but the extremely petite and ponytailed blonde girl looked at most 14 upon first glance. The nonsmoking brunette friend was considerably chubbier and looked more like 15 or 16, so perhaps the little smoker girl was the same age. I sat on a nearby bench and feigned making that cell phone call I lied to my friend about while watching from afar and seeing the girl's precocious drag. The cigarette would disappear into oblivion before the girls did unfortunately and the sighting came to anticlimatic end. Still, I need to give a hat tip to my friend for being such a nicotine beacon for me, leading me to three great sightings in two nights.
After spotting this young smoker sighting, I was revved up for more than an hour of solo fetish time, but I had gotten no more than 50 yards before stumbling into several relatives who wanted to stop and chat. Oh you gotta be kidding me, I thought to myself as the clock continued to tick.
When the family members finally retreated, my freedom had finally arrived and I put it to good use. The next batch of killer sightings I scored would be a trio of 17-ish hotties with two guys standing near the VFW Bingo stand smoking. It was very hard to get a good vantage point, but I stood across the pavement and attempted to steal some glances anyway. One girl was very skinny and only mildly attractive, but the other two girls were knockouts. They both wore identical zebra-striped blouses on top and tiny black shorts on the bottom. Both were brunettes and both were wielding cigarettes. The brunette on the far end of the cluster was the absolute stunner of the trio, with beautifully symmetrical facial features that fit perfectly with her very dark hair. I just wish I had had a vantage point that allowed me to watch their entire show without being so conspicuous. I circled that general area for the next 10 minutes before the cluster proceeded elsewhere into the grounds. One of the two pretty brunettes (not the prettiest of the two but the second-place hottie) had already fired up another cigarette as she progressed with her friends elsewhere on the grounds.
I only got a couple midway sightings tonight, but one was a stunner.....a beautiful long-haired 19-20ish light brunette in amazingly hot white shorts (again, this is the summer of white shorts!!) tightly grasping a freshly lit all-white between her fingers while roaming the grounds with two guys. I would see her on the grounds a couple more times that evening, and the guys in her posse were smoking when I saw them again, but she wasn't.
The other midway sighting featured a cluster of modest girls and only one was smoking. It was a modest 17ish blonde but she stood out, literally, because of her height and very long legs. She had several inches on her nonsmoking friends yet she had the tiniest pair of cutoffs of the bunch, with frayed denim only millimeters below her crotch and asscheeks.
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