Posted by Mark on August 7, 2009, 0:13:02, in reply to "Thursday Night At the Local Fair...24 Sightings"
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I had been planning to leave the grounds at just a little after 11 with only 17 sightings, but got sidetracked (in a good way) as I proceeded towards the beer gardens and the exit gate. In front of me and making eyes with me was an absolutely adorable fresh-faced brunette in a green top and a microscopic denim miniskirt holding a mostly smoked all-white between her fingers. She had the face of an angel and carried herself in the most feminine way as she seemed to be struggling for her footing in her flip-flops on the edge of the sidewalk where the pavement meets the grass. As she struggled for composure, she let loose a feeble "Oh shit!" only a couple of seconds in front of me. We looked at each other and I smiled and she smiled back about her near-stumble. She had spotted me, but I nonetheless turned around to follow, admiring her petite assets and hoping to discern her age. She was at least 18 but very doubtfully more than 21 by my assessment. She took only one final drag from her all-white and I got splashed in the face with her exhale a few steps behind before she dropped her cigarette to the pavement, revealing to me that it was a Marlboro Light Menthol. She stopped immediately to get in line for cheese curds and I went to the other side of the booth to get one more look at her pretty face. My hope was to see this girl on the grounds again given that I had now decided to stay a bit longer. Unfortunately, it didn't happen.
Things were progressing fairly steady at that point as I scored an adorable teenage brunette smoking in a cluster of otherwise nonsmoking teens. After that I would see the blonde Casa Zamora stand cutie from Tuesday night sitting on the benches near the booth for her first after-closing time cigarette of the evening.
After that, one additional venue that hadn't delivered for me yet this year was about to....the BINGO stand. Upon passing, I saw mass clouds of smoke being produced inside the structure and could tell by looking inside that it wasn't just the usual old ladies producing all the smoke. There was a table full of 16ish girls and three of them were smoking. Two of the girls were only modest beauties, but the third was a stunner in a few different ways. She appeared to be of Indian descent (not Native American, Asian Indian) with dark complexion and a very cute face and petite frame. Very hard to tell how old she was but she and her friends were waving to other high school girls that walked by, so I felt secure she was no older than 17, particularly when seeing that cute young face. But I'll be damned if she wasn't one of the hardest-core smokers I've seen in quite some time. Her drags were wildly intense and the dense ball of smoke disappeared down her throat not to be seen again for three or four seconds when her black lungs finally expelled the smoke in tight and cloudy streams. She easily outsmoked her friends, and at one point one of the old VFW codgers was engaging her in conversation. I didn't think it was about her smoking, but my fantasy is that was!
I would encircle this Bingo stand again less than 10 minutes later. I would see an early 20s blonde who had struck me as a hottie earlier in the evening sitting down for a game....and smoking an all-white...even though the rest of her cluster to two guys and another girl were not smoking. And who else was smoking AGAIN....the petite little Indian girl.
It was after 11:30 at this point and time for me to break free. On the way out the door I would see a very attractive and sexy early-to-mid 20s blonde in tight white pants smoking a cigarette outside the beer gardens and engaging her nonsmoking boyfriend in conversation, making her my 24th and final sighting of the evening.
I don't think any of tonight's blockbusters were quite worthy of those three cuties on Tuesday night, but if I were to pick second, third, and fourth places so far this fair, I think my sightigns tonight would dominate those positions. I have two more nights of fetishing left and tomorrow night my friend (a different friend) is gonna play wingman. He's the one friend not from online who knows about my fetish in all its gory detail and while he doesn't understand it, has nonetheless agreed to tag along. He's also an accomplished photographer and will be bringing his camera along, so if luck is with me, I'll have some visual aids to tag along with tomorrow's report.
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