I loved smoking from the start. I always kept a pack and started going to the woods near my house to smoke. I would switch back and forth from More regulars to menthols. I would occasionally buy regular Max 120s, and Saratoga menthols. Mores were always my main brand though. I loved how long and skinny they were. The brown color was thing about them I liked the most. No other cigarette was like them. I always thought Mores were special you weren't just smoking. You were smoking a More.
During my early teens I did not think much about why I thought women who smoked Mores were more sexually attractive than other women. For me it did not matter to me if a woman smoked or not. The only ones that got my attention were More smokers. Of course they were few and fair between.
When I was 16 I started working at a discount store after school and on the weekends. I also started driving which made it much easier to have sightings and gave me more freedom to smoke. I still kept my smoking in the closet so to speak. As most that smoke from some type of sexual turnon often do. To this day I can remember every More sighting I have had that mattered. As in the mattered I mean attractive women.
Fast forward a few years to around 1985. I was 23 years old and started a job that kept me on the road and in peoples homes most of the day. It was during this period I had my most memorable More 120s sightings. I saw the same women smoking Mores multiple times. Most of these were while driving which meant they would not last very long. I would memorize the make and model of the vehicle I saw them in and was always scanning as I drove around town for them or other More smokers. I saw some real hot and young More in the mid 80s. It was during this period that I began to think more indepth about my strange desire and longing for women who smoked More 120s. To be continued.