I know smoking is bad for me, but I’m addicted. I admit it. My boyfriend has been urging me to quit and I’m glad he loves me and is concerned for my health … but sometimes I just don’t want to hear it. So after a particularly stressful holiday family gathering, where he chided me in front of my mother and aunt… I was very annoyed. I told him that if he would quit nagging me about my smoking… that I would register as a PN.
He was stunned… and quiet for a whole minute. I like to imagine gears in his brain grinding to a halt, not knowing where to mesh or what direction to turn. As he started to come out of his intellectual coma, I preempted him, saying that I know my health is more important than his boner, but I was really tired of his pestering.
Then proceeded a rather strange negotiation. I promised to register for two years and not smoke any more than I currently did. He apologized for berating me in front of my family, promised never to do that again… and promised not to say a word about my smoking for as long as I remained nude. I registered the following week after giving my boss, co-workers, and close friends some warning.
It’s been almost a year, and our relationship is going really well. My boyfriend is honestly sticking to his part of the bargain. I actually think I smoke a bit less than before… but probably masturbate a bit more, which is not really a problem. Winter is the only tough time, having to carry around a long heavy coat which I can’t put on until just before going outside for my smoke break.
Submitted by tailwatcher.
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