Ever since my sister brought her boyfriend, Tim, to meet the family, I noticed he was very interested by my smoking.
Last month Tim and I went to a car-show together, as we took my car I was free to smoke on our way over. Doesn't it bother you that smoking is bad for your health, Tim asked me. Well I know it is but smoking makes me feel good, I told him so I really don't think about it. Have you ever smoked was my question. No, but it does looks cool so I am thinking of having a go at it. The health risks and addiction are what are holding me back. I told him that the addiction worried me when I had just started but it happens in such a way that you don't really realize it happens. Of course I am addicted but somehow that turns me on, I told him. During our day together I took several smoke breaks and I think it was on my fourth or fifth that Tim said, you really like to smoke don't you. I definitely do, are you sure you don't want to try. The next time I went out and lit up I offered him a cigarette, here man I know you want one. He hessitantly took one and as I gave him a light started coughing. Once you are used to it that won't happen anymore and my Ports are quite strong I said. He had another couple of cigarettes before we went home.
Last night I saw him again, I went to a bar with him and my sister and when I went outside for a smoke he came along and as I lit up, he took out a pack of Marb Lights and joined me. When I asked him how long he had been smoking he told me since the day of the car-show. I bought myself a pack the next day and have smoked ever since. You made me realize that smoking is good he said.
Tim is the first person that I made into a smoker.