Smoking Paradise Islands Origins -Tanya
This story is part of a little trilogy of "how did the residents get to the island" you may find it interesting, or you may not.
I have tried to have a different story for each character. I hope that it's enough to hold your interest.
I hope that there is enough smoking and hints of nice women smoking for you all to enjoy.
Thanks again,
B
2016
Chapter 1
The dark tanned, slim hour glassed figure slowly climbed the stainless-steel ladder out of the shimmering blue pool. The rivulets of chlorine infused water pouring down from the tip of her long dark hair over the bumps of the vertebrae of her back and over fine dark fuzzy down on the small of her back. They quickly dripped off her bronzed naked buttocks as they jiggled and wobbled as she slowly climbed the two plastic rung steps. She slowly and purposely made her way the four strides to the sun lounger and took a deep breath of fresh air and gently coughed as she retrieved a cigarette between her wet fingers and placed it between her lips. With the white cylinder protruding from her pink lips, she ran her hands through her hair to remove it from her face. Daintily flicking the excess water off her fingers before picking up her lighter.
She was soon enveloped in a cloud of smoke as she exhaled through her dripping nose before the gentle breeze took the smoke off across the bright green manicured garden lawn beside her.
With the lit cigarette perched in the corner of her mouth she grunted as she pushed the sun lounger with her foot. The yellow bottle of sun lotion leaning next to a pack of Marlboro Reds and lighter balanced on the white plastic beam. The lounger screeched and sounded like nails being dragged down a blackboard as she moved it along the grey tiles next to the shimmering small swimming pool. She paused to drag on the cigarette, and as she exhaled again through her nose as she double checked her position she looked up and squinted against the bright sunlight as she tried to line herself up with the ever-moving sun.
On the other side of the garden where the lounger had started off where her black knickers and nonmatching white bra, along with her green t-shirt and short red skirt which were in a bundle on the grass next to a pile of textbooks, pens, and blank paper for the planned afternoon sun baked revision session.
Tanya Fitzpatrick paused once again and dragged again on her cigarette and as she removed it from her lips, she stood up straight and as she exhaled, she flicked her ash on the floor. She replaced the cigarette between her lips as stood next to the sun lounger and picked up the yellow bottle of factor 10 sun lotion and squirted the white liquid into the palm of her hand, she smiled as some of it splattered up her arm. She rubbed her hands together and then smeared the cream massaging it all over her shoulders and then the remaining cream on her hands over her small bare chest.
She wiped her hands dry on her soft wobbly inner thighs and rubbed her nose of a drip and sniffed as she sat back. She accidently pushed the pack and the lighter on the floor which landed with a clatter as she exhaled yet her cloud of smoke, she settled down on the sun lounger. She double checked that her glasses were secure on her face and the cigarette was returned to her lips and she closed her eyes against the bright sunlight as she cheeks deeply concaved as her small chest rose as the smoke again pummelled her ever so briefly nicotine deprived lungs.
She lay there sunning herself, cigarette permanently perched between her lips with her eyes closed, the peace and quiet surrounding her taking continuous gentle drags on cigarette after cigarette. All was ended with screech of breaks followed by repetitive beep of horn on the road, the birds suddenly flapping out of the nearby trees flying and squawking into panicked circles against the clear blue sky, followed by the obvious sound of Marion Fitzpatrick's light blue BMW Z3 crunching up the gravel driveway. Tanya pushed her glasses up her nose and on top of her wet hair and screwed her face up waiting and shook her head and smiled as she breathed out as there was the predictable loud thud and crunch of metal on metal as bonnet of the car hit the garage door.
Tanya rolled her eyes and dragged on her cigarette, "Here we go, Dad will be cross yet again." She muttered as she exhaled. She cocked her head and expectantly looked towards the back gate.
"Tan, are you home?" Marion shouted across the garden as she unsteadily got out of the car holding on to the bodywork as she extracted her uncoordinated legs. "Hello Tan where the fuck are you?" She bellowed.
Tanya leaned across and gently coughed and shook her head as she stretched out her fingers and recovered her now warm can of diet coke with the plastic red striped straw poking out and she slowly walked it back in her direction with her fingers and sucked on it.
"Tan hello where the fucks are you?" Marion bellowed again before turning around and opening the car door again rummaging around in the side pocket of the door before smiling as she extracted a cigarette and lighter from her spare pack and placing the filter between her lips and swiftly lighting it.
Tanya swallowed and put the can down beside her "I'm here Mom, I am around the back!" She barked back, pushed her glasses down her nose and then dragged on her cigarette.
"Oh, are you revising in the sun? You are such good girl for doing your revision." Marion hollered back as she leaned over the door and picked up her large bag and slid her arm through the white leather handles before turning and tottering on her nude heels and short white skirt and wavering across the gravel which crunched under foot as she unsteadily made her way towards the back door gate.
Tanya quickly sat back down again and got her breath back from sprinting across the garden as she straightened her damp hair, tucked the cigarette in the corner of her mouth repositioned herself on the lounger with her large 'Advanced Mathematics' book on her knees and looked as if she was intently studying it as her mom wobbled and staggered around the corner.
Marion triumphantly smiled "Well done you!" she stated as she let go of the wall and unevenly meandered towards Tanya.
Tanya sighed "Yeah only got a week to go! Yay me, can't wait for this last final exam!" She grinned and removed the cigarette from her lips as she exhaled and flicked the ash off. "How did the tennis go?" She asked in all seriousness as Marion tottered around the side of the house using her hand against the wall and a handbag to keep her upright.
"Well I had a lovely lunch with a bottle of 1992 cabernet sauvignon and then we played a game of tennis with Denise, we were meant to play a few games, but as she won the first to love, and it was getting very hot, and I was thirsty and getting very sweaty, I didn't feel like running around and serving, so we thought it would be good to be again served properly by someone else, so we went back to the bar for a chilling drink."
Tanya rolled her eyes "You can tell!" she smiled back. "I hope you had fun?"
"I did, it was so much more fun than actually playing tennis, as it must be said that young Javier's arse and tanned muscular legs looks very good in those very tight white tennis shorts and Denise is such a good laugh and full of gossip, but if your dad askes later, I'm definitely not drunk again now Tan, we played a lot of tennis, I am..." she let go of the wall tottered on her heels "...I'm perfectly ok." She stated before giggling as she continued stumbling sideways across the garden like a crab in her heels waving her cigarette in the air and then eventually corrected herself so she was standing closer Tanya on the edge of the pool and took a recovery drag on her cigarette.