Donna Lucia – Outdoor Sex

Brigitte always wanted to quit smoking.

She'd told us a thousand times.

And over and over again she was weak.

She'd approached strange men before to borrow a cigarette.

Well, everybody's got their own thing going on.

But there should be something quite different about this experience for her.

Also something very moist.

Um, hello?

Can I ask you something?

Yeah, what's going on?

Can't you give me a cigarette?

Oh, a cigarette?

Yeah, don't you?

You want a fucking come-on, don't you?

I'm not hitting on you, I'm not a slut.

I was just asking you for a cigarette.

I want to quit, but I don't have one with me now.

Yeah, I get it.

Yeah, and what else are you supposed to offer if you want a cigarette?

What does that mean?

I don't know.

If you want a cigarette, you're gonna have to make a living.

You can lend me a cigarette.

Borrow it, like from Social Services?

Can you give me a blow job?

Tell me, are you crazy? I'm not a slut.

What do you think?

You knew her.

Okay, where?

Back there, around the corner in the bushes.

But first, the cigarette.

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