My first kiss was also with my first ...you know. Though it happened over a year and half apart.
We were at my house he had riden his bike over.
My parents were real liberal so he was cool. We were sitting on the couch talking and Whitney Houston's "You Give Good Love" was playing. At the moment she hit the high note he kissed me and after it was over I had tears in my eyes. He asked me was that my first kiss and I told him yes.
When
I
decided I wanted it to be my first time I knew he was the one because he was so gentle and considerate.
I saw him recently now that we are all grown up. He still has that gentle kind nature.
Caught those grammar errors!!!