Then I walked her to her car.
Then she drove me to mine.
~S~ is of the opinion that my "hangup" (as she calls it) may possibly preclude me from experiencing something special.
I always hold ~S~'s opinions and advice in the highest regard.
My own PoV says cigarettes are nasty crap.
What she says makes a world of sense... And yet, I can't help but remember way back in, oh, 1999ish, when I kissed Amanda (not you, ~M~, of course) and nearly wommited because she tasted... so bad. Not to mention that I live with three smokers, and am forced to walk through a house with nicotine clouds hanging around... And go places smelling like that. Eat dinner with that ... odor ... hanging around, tainting how I taste food...