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Thursday, May 08, 2008
A recent post by our resident Zombie, wherein she answers a number of questions about her badass self, brought up the topic of first kisses and got me thinking about my own.

I was visiting my best friend from junior high (I had just started high school), Mandy B. who had recently moved to Winnipeg. One night we decided to head downtown with her boyfriend and his buddy, Mike C., on the city bus. I knew it was going to be a big night for me...I'd never really been to the "big city" before and the fact that I was on a city bus thrilled me beyond belief. I was young and filled with the exhiliration of my "big" trip. Mike and I flirted back and forth amongst school girl giggles and boys trying to act like men. When we got back to Mandy's, her boyfriend grabbed her and started making out like they were on the Titanic and it was going down fast. Sensing his moment, Mike grabbed me and planted a big one on my lips, tongue and all (unlike other future kissers who missed my mouth entirely...sheesh). The sarcastic smartass that I am, I pulled away and said "Whoa buddy. Put it back in your holster". Yep, that's how I roll.

So...what was your first kiss like?


Barbara Bruederlin said...

hehehe I like the way you roll! I hope that taught that excitable Winnipeg boy that a tongue down the throat ain't sexy.

To be honest, I don't even remember my first kiss. I suppose I must have had one but obviously it was less than memorable.

Thanks for the shout btw.

Gardenia said...

That is so funny - what did he do?

My first kiss was tender, just sweet lips and that was it.

sp said...

I just remember my first kiss as being way too wet for my liking and yet...I couldn't keep from doing it again.

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