James if I had that attitude about the opposite sex, I, too, would hate being a man. Can I hear an OINK?????

Don't worry, swissmiss. When a guy says he "can't remember..." it really means it's been so long since he had sex that he can't remember what it feels like.

See, guys have a way of twisting stuff around to suit their egos. The guys with that attitude are usually the ones who aren't getting any, hence the apathetic overtone.

The only other option is that they ARE getting some, just not getting the good stuff.

Either way, its their own fault for either: a) trying too hard, or b) settling for the desparate chicks in a pathetic attempt to just get SOMETHING.

I wouldn't hold that against James, swissmiss! :)

My first real kiss was when I was 14. It was with my very first boyfriend, and we were in our friend's living room -- my friend went upstairs to get something, and he and I kissed. It was sweet, but I wouldn't say it was "magical."

I was 13, it was in the Haunted House ride on the Boardwalk at Myrtle Beach.

I was visiting my cousin in SC for the summer. We took an evening trip to the Boardwalk at Myrtle Beach (about 1 hr away from her house) with her and her boyfriend, another couple, me, and this guy named Mark. We all rode the Haunted House ride and while we were on it he put his arm around me and kissed me. We kinda dated for the rest of the summer. Haven't talked to him or heard about him since...

I was 16, and it was in the back of a camaro as it is moving about 45 mph. My friend and I were on a double date; she and her boy in the front, me and my guy in back. Awkward is a good word for it.

Dude, you took the words right out of my mouth.


You might be my twin in disguise.

First kiss... on the playground in third grade.

First serious kissing/hooking up... spring break in Mexico, I was fifteen... don't remember the guys names. EDITED TO ADD: Oops, not fifteen... sixteen.

In between... other various boys... usually in fraternities.

First kiss that meant anything... 18, on a second date with a guy I dated for the next three and 1/2 years... recently ended. :(

This is actually kind of fun to think about.

I think my actual first kiss was probably playing spin-the-bottle at some birthday party in elementary school...Just kids playing a game.

I remember one of my friends in particular who was abolsutely petrified, but determined. He was "dating" a girl I had gone out with. We must have been fifteen. He would walk her home after swearing he would kiss her, then come back dejected because he lost his nerve.

My first "real" kiss was kind of devious. I was probably 14 or 15 and with a bunch of friends riding in the back of a pickup. There was this really cute girl who was a year younger. I started on this thing about her "teaching" me to kiss. She thought I was a real "man of the world" and was very "experienced" and teasing her. (remember, there were several others in the pickup, so she was reluctant) I was pretty nervous, as I recall. Anyway, we finally kissed, and it went pretty well, because I think we kept it up all the way home.

I wonder what ever happened to her.

While I don't remember most of them, I do recall that the first kiss with any new woman was always pretty -- hard to think of the right word -- fun, interesting, exciting, intense. Ah, the thrill of the chase.