Day 16 – Your first kiss, in great detail

I'm on a role now!

Um, first kiss (peck on the lips): I was 5. I know, a little harlot. I was with my family camping at Bastrop State Park in Texas. My very best friend of the time was a boy and with us being both 5, who'd have thought we'd get up to kissing?! I'm pretty sure we'd seen either adults (like my parents) or teenagers elsewhere in the park kissing earlier and wanted to know what the fuss was all about. Sooooo we stood on the other side of the tent from my parents (who were fixing lunch) and puckered up. General consensus was that kissing wasn't worth all the hype. It also was probably the shortest peck-y kiss in all of history.

First real kiss: 7th grade. (Am I still a harlot?) I had "boyfriend" which meant mostly that we hung out a lot at school, after school, and held hands. The first kiss we had itself wasn't particularly memorable aside from the fact that it was probably a bit too wet for my tastes. To this day I can't stand overly wet kisses. Please don't eat my face.