My first real kiss was when I was a freshman in high school. I was 14. I was over at my 'boyfriend's' house. We just got done watching the movie Twister (how the hell did i remember that! it just popped into my head as I was typing!) and we went into his room to go 'get something'. We left the lights off and I started laughing right in the middle of the kiss. (we only kissed one time after that. haha) Oh and his little sister walked into the room and wanted to know why we were in the dark.
my first kiss growing up was when I was around 5 or 6. I was in the back seat of my aunt's car. Her best friend had a son about my age. My aunt and her friend got out of the car really fast and left the two of us back there. So we started playing this game with the sun-blocker type thing you put up on the dash board. We were knocking on each others side and pretending to open the door. Then all of the sudden when I opened my 'door' he leaned over and kissed me! He was such a little player! My aunt and her friend saw us. I always used to get teased about it, which is how I remember the story so well
