Posted by Mark on August 31, 2009, 20:43:23
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I moved back towards the grandstand as evening darkness had now fully arrived and I would score another of my favorites of the day...Sighting #147. Standing just outside one of the grandstand entrances talking on her cell phone was an adorable 19-20ish brunette with long and straight brown hair. She had the face of angel and didn't look at all like a smoker dressed in her zebra-striped top and very sexy white capris. Yet there she stood, cell phone in one hand and cigarette in the other. Another player would soon join the mix in the form of another young woman in her early 20s, a complete stranger, who stood a few feet away from the girl at the grandstand entrance apparently waiting for someone. The smoker hottie was in the process of wrapping up her phone call and my early suspicion that she was likely a grandstand worker (what is it with these hot grandstand workers at my Fair!!!) as she began walking back indoors as if heading back to work after a quick break. The sweet-looking cutie proceeded to casually and carelessly flick her still-burning cigarette to the ground only a couple feet in front of the other girl and release her final cloudy exhale when walking past her. From my vantage point, the wind did not work its magic and splash secondhand smoke into the other girl's face this time, but not for lack of trying on the part of the smoker babe. As the smoker turned the corner to go inside the grandstand, I noticed she was getting the evil eye from the girl on the receiving end of her air pollution. This was probably my second favorite sighting of the day.
The grandstand area was overflowing with smokers by this point in the evening. Kid Rock was the grandstand performer and his music could be heard from outside. I was hoping he would bring in the target demographic, but it seemed like a slightly older crowd was waiting in line for his show. Most likely tonight's performer Kelly Clarkson would have been a better bet for drawing a higher number of nicotine-addicted young hotties but that's all guesswork at this point. Whatever the case, the grandstand would produce one more great double-barreled sighting just a couple minutes later with Sightings #151 and #152, two hot 18-19 dark-haired brunettes sitting on a bench ingesting carcinogens. There was an open spot on the bench and I took the opportunity to sit next to these hot young nicotine addicts. The girl closest to me was the prettier of the two but the girl to her left had the hottest outfit, with a short skirt and black leggings along with leather boots halfway up her calves. The girl closest to me, dressed more conventionally in jeans a black top, was the first to finish her cigarette, standing up to toss the butt into the garbage can, which is always a pet peeve of mine. However, the other girl kept smoking, and within a minute or so they both got up and began to walk away. In complete contrast to the more environmentally conscious first girl, the leather booted girl took a few steps and a final drag from her all-white before tossing the butt to the pavement, not even bothering to crush it out as the duo pressed forward. As I walked past, I could tell it was a Parliament.
My body was fast approaching the point where I could press forward no further before the 9:00 hour even arrived, and the cold wind added to my discomfort. Nonetheless, the sightings numbers were absolutely off the hook at this point and, if history was any indication, would continue to be for the rest of my night. I made a final run through the midway and scored a handful of modest sightings but nothing approaching the quality of #20 and #69 from my first two midway runs.
It was the beer gardens area that would deliver once again with my final stretch of truly memorable sightings of the night. Just sitting on the cluster of benches between the beer gardens and the women's bathroom produced numerous sightings at this hour, and the next great one would be Sighting #164, a beautiful 21-ish long-haired blonde whose beauty stood out further by her sexy denim miniskirt and black cowgirl boots. In the company of another female smoker and what I assume were their respective boyfriends, she sparked up an all-white before proceeding down the block with her peeps. Unfortunately, the most annoying trait a female smoker can possess in the eyes of a stalking admirer is the "stop-and-go routine", pressing forward a few yards and then coming to a dead stop and looking around for whatever reason...then repeating the same fetish-hostile act. They kept doing this and I finally decided to hang back at the risk of being too obvious.
And in this case, I retreated at the perfect spot, at the edge of the curb directly in front of two young couples with only one male smoker amongst them. They all looked about 18 or 19 and I took immediate note of how adorable the girls were, one a blonde in a pink T-shirt and jeans, and the other a sweetheart light brunette in a blue top and jeans with braces in her mouth. Amidst their conversation, the guy took a drag from his cigarette and my fatigued body almost buckled when the cutie with braces said "I just want one drag!" I didn't know what to think as he handed her the cigarette, figuring she might just be a very occasional smoker in the mood for a drag at that moment in time. But as she took possession of that cigarette and became Sighting #165, she took a single impressive drag and exhaled the smoke entirely through her nose. There was no doubt in my mind that this girl was a habitual smoker after watching that show. From there, the blonde in the pink shirt who appeared to be the girlfriend of the male smoker, reached out to get her grubby paws on the cigarette and took a drag of her own, becoming Sighting #166. After that, the boyfriend got the cigarette back and regrettably was not requested to hand it over to the womenfolk again. Still, that cutie with braces made my hour with just that single nasal exhale.
While sightings continued to be very strong in that final hour, I regret to say it was mostly a blur. After dark, sightings tend to be harder to successfully evaluate, and the fire in one's belly for sightings tends to wane a bit, particularly when one's foot pain is approaching a crisis situation. Now last year's day at the Minnesota State Fair was the best day of fetishing in my entire life, with an avalanche trajectory where the momentum just kept getting more intense with each passing hour of the day right up until the mind-blowing final hour of blockbusters and epics galore. There would be nothing approaching that in the final hour this year and even if there was I was in too much pain to sufficiently study them. With my overall numbers still holding up very strong, my goal now was to simply press forward as much as I could and hopefully break my all-time numbers record.
And that's exactly what I did. For nearly 15 minutes towards the end of the evening, I sat near the grandstand listening to what I could of Kid Rock and taking in a couple modest passerby sightings. I had already broken my record and was at 195 sightings when I decided I'd press forward past the beer garden one final time on the way to the meeting place with the parents. I'd score four more sightings walking to the open bench near the meeting place, including two 18-year-old blonde hotties wielding cigarettes and who were Sightings #197 and #198, both of whom would have blown my doors off if I had seen them a few hours earlier, but who were regrettably mere numbers to add to the tally at this late hour.
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