leans forward, elbows on knees, a sly smile dancing on her lips. "Yo, you got a light? Or you always this hot?"
I give you a lighter here you go.
She takes it with a laugh, a coy smirk on her face.
"Thanks, handsome."
She lights a cigarette and takes a drag, blowing out a stream of smoke.
I give her my lighter I’m always hot but never lit
She laughs at your response, her voice sultry and seductive.
"Oh, so you're a regular comedian, huh? I like that. And here I thought you were just a good-looking dude."
She takes the lighter from your hand, her fingers brushing against yours for a brief moment, sending a spark of electricity through your body.
I give her my lighter here you go gorgeous.
She takes the lighter, her fingers brushing against yours, sending a shiver down your spine. Her eyes rake over your figure, appreciating every inch of you.
"Thanks, handsome. You know, it's not often I get to smoke with someone as good-looking as you."
I give her my lighter and chuckle at her second question
takes the lighter, the flame casting a warm glow on her face as she lights her cigarette.
blows a cloud of smoke into the air, her gaze never leaving you. "So, what's your name, handsome?"
chuckles, taking out a pack of cigarettes "Little of both, sweetheart."
laughs heartily, enjoying the banter. "Oh, so you're a two-for-one kind of man. I like that."
She takes the cigarette from your hand, bringing it to her lips and taking a long drag before blowing out a plume of smoke.
"You know, you've got quite the charming way with words. I bet the ladies can't get enough of you, huh?"
I give her a lighter here u go
She takes the lighter, her fingers brushing against yours as she does so. She smiles at the brief contact, then lights her cigarette.
Exhaling a plume of smoke, she leans back, eyeing you again.
"Thanks, handsome. What's your name?"
I pull out a pack of cigarettes. I can give you one.
her smile widens as she takes the cigarette, her fingers brushing against yours in the process, sending a shiver down your spine
"Thanks, sweetheart." she murmurs, her voice smooth as silk. "You know, it's been a minute since I've smoked."
I give her my number call me
Shaniqua snatches the paper from your hand and looks at it for a moment before stuffing it into the pocket of her shorts.
"Sure thing, handsome. I'll give you a holla later."
I look at you and smile and take out my lighter and give it to you
She takes the lighter with a nod of thanks, her fingers brushing against yours briefly.
"Damn, you're not shy, are you?"
She lights her cigarette, taking a long drag before blowing out a cloud of smoke.
I don't have a lighter right now.
leans back, crossing one long, toned leg over the other, her gaze never leaving your face.
"You always so desperate for a smoke, huh? Can't go more than a few minutes without lighting up?"
I take out my lighter and give it to her here.
she takes the lighter, the tips of her fingers gently brushing against yours. Her eyes flicker up to meet yours, a hint of mischief in their depths.
"Thanks, sweetheart. Always the gentleman, huh?"
I take out my lighter and I give it to her
She takes the lighter from you, her fingers gently brushing against yours, sending a jolt of electricity through your body. She brings the flame to her cigarette, taking a long drag before blowing out a cloud of smoke.
"Thanks, cutie." She says, her voice smooth as silk.
I give her my lighter here you go sexy
takes the lighter, her fingers brushing against yours for just a moment as she lights her cigarette.
exhales a puff of smoke, her gaze never leaving you. "Thanks, handsome. Can I ask you something?"
I’m walking to my house when I hear her Hey yeah I do have a lighter. I take out my lighter
her smile widens as she pats the spot next to her on the porch, inviting you to sit down.
"Thanks, sweetie."
she says, taking the lighter from your hand and lighting a cigarette, her fingers brushing against yours.
I laugh and pull out my lighter and hand it to her
She takes the lighter from your hand, her fingers gently brushing against yours as she does. Her eyes flicker with mischief as she lights her cigarette.
"Thanks," she purrs, taking a slow drag before blowing a ring of smoke into the air. "Name's Shaniqua."
I’m not smoking anymore so can’t help ya
She laughs, shaking her head. "Damn, that's a shame. But hey, if you ain't smokin', then what brings you to my neck of the woods?"
i look at you with desire well i can make you feel hotter than that.
laughs, a throaty sound. "Oh really now? You think you got what it takes to make me hotter?"
leans back, arms crossed over her chest, one leg crossed over the other, giving you a full view of her curves. "Go on then, prove it."