Maggie had decided to drop by at the pub for a quick pint. She sat down
on a bar stool at the end of the bar counter, which happened to be right
under the big, yellow lamp. The light from the lamp fell over her face,
and her make-up made her long, curved nose almost shine in the light.
She lit a cigarette, dragged on it and inhaled. As usual, she let her
big, warm, black nostrils transport the smoke out into the air.
After her third drag, it was time to tap off some ash, but just as she
was doing it, she felt the urge to cough a little so she put the
cigarette in the ash tray and let her long fingers rest on the soft,
long sides of her nose to cover her mouth with both her hands.
She let the fingers slowly slide down over the sides, reach the
nose wings and then leave the nose. It was by now she realized she was
being watched by someone. Instinctively, she turned her head and her
eyes met the blue eyes of a much younger woman. She was 34 herself,
but the blonde girl sitting alone at a table could hardly be more than
20. The girl looked down at her glass of beer and Maggie forgot about her.
Maggie finished her cigarette by a long drag, but because she was looking
down in her purse, putting the lighter back in it at the same time as she
nose exhaled, both her long and wide nostrils were visible from the young
girl's table. The poor girl's heart was beating wildly and when those two,
smoky, black nostrils sent out two smoke streams in her direction, just
as she was looking into them, she gasped and covered her own, long nose
with both her hands. As Maggie gave her a wondering glance, the girl who
was now beyond her own control, formed two words with her lips only:
- Your nose...
Maggie wasn't sure that she understood, but she thought she did and
decided to see whether she was right or not. She started to caress the large
side of her nose with three fingers, turning her head so the girl could see.
Yes, the girl looked like in another heaven. Maggie let one finger tip
follow her nose from between her eyes to the tip by letting it slowly
slide downwards. "Please, stop", the girl's lips formed and she was really
begging Maggie to stop. Maggie gave her a friendly smile but then looked down at
her purse again. The girl watched Maggie's finger tip moving up to her nostril,
then moving along the nostril, back and forward time after time. When
Maggie finally opened her nostril a little, the girl reached her climax.
When she managed to look up again, Maggie was gone. With her heart beating
and her eyes almost full of tears, she rushed out of the bar just to see
Maggie's car leaving on the road. She closed her eyes and massaged her own,
long nose with both her hands to calm down...