I’m not talking about the kiss from your Mum, or even your big Sister, I’m talking about the one where you, suddenly, felt a huge Buzz, and which leads you to want to do it some more.
A kiss is a strange gesture, don’t you think?
As youngsters we might have said “Yuckey” and tried to avoid all further contact.
Then, suddenly, a different version comes rushing along.
Know what I mean?
As an example, as a young school kid, I tried this out, in the local pictures.
My nose got in the way - I was embarrassed - I vowed never to do it again!
That vow was one of the shortest ones on my records!
Wow!
Do you remember those first ones?
Nothing naughty, please, but go off topic as you like, as long as it’s funny!
Twas my 15th birthday with someone going by the name of Jess. Someone older and far more experienced who taught me everything (navigationally) to set me up for life during the following year
Edit … I omitted to add that at 15 I was almost 6ft and built like a rugby fly half By 16 and about to leave school I was not far short of 6’ 4" and by18 I was 6’ 6"
I remember my first kiss to this day…looking back, which I didn’t understand at the time, there was no chemistry…he was very handsome and tall ,his nickname was “ wiggy”not sure why as he never wore a wig,…I never ran my fingers through his hair either,
When I got older, I started wearing false eyelashes, one night when I was kissing a different boyfriend, one fell off,I’m sure it attached itself to his jumper.
I can remember a french boy as well, kissing me, he put his tongue in my mouth, scared me witless, that was it, no more of him, …he went off with my friend.
By 16 and about to leave school I was not far short of 6’ 4" and by18 I was 6’ 6"
…I never ran my fingers through his hair either,
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