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The gal in the left hand lane sat in her '04 Ford Escort, not moving like those of us in the center land, irritated at yet another traffic jam  on the  405. I was used to it, but that didn't mean I wasn't just as pissed off as everyone else.

I had been sneaking peeks over to my left for a few minutes now, because the woman seemed to be a real looker. Young, maybe 25 or so, jet black hair with sexy bangs coming down just over her shades. I could see well enough to determine that she had a nice figure and a perfectly shaped bust. Always a plus for me.

My palms didn't really start to get sweaty, however, until I saw her pull out a pack of  Newport 100's and stick one in her mouth as she was muttering to herself. Probaby either in disgust at being stopped in traffic, but maybe singing with the music pumping on her CD player, it didn't matter to me. The only thing that mattered to me was seeing her do those crisp, open mouth inhales, balanced by the occasional french inhale. I eased my foot off of the gas when necessary to move forward as the traffic in front of me crawled...and I did it to make sure that I was even with my Newport Girl in the left lane.

The time, which had been moving slowly before I noticed Newport Girl, now seemed to speed up as she seriously smoked down her Newport. Her windows were up on this smoggy day, so I could see the smoke eddying around her head in the front seat....she was, as they used to say, filling up the cabin with smoke.

I began to fantasize that I had the front view, the only thing in the world that is better than the profile view of a gorgeous smokers. I thought of looking at her through the front window, being able to see her face, eyes hidden behind the "don't mess with me shades", the smoke looking even whiter and thicker against her dark hair, the smoke seeping back up her nose as she snapped off her French inhales with attitude...

It made for a pleasant traffic jam and, for the first time that I could ever remember, I was glad to be in a traffic jam on the 405.