Tuesday, September 7, 2010
Day 16: My First Kiss
There are some things that I try to keep deeply buried and this is one of them, but I guess I must do as I must. My first kiss happened when I was 15 years old. My mom wasn't home and one of the guys in the neighborhood was at my home and trying to get me to have sex with him (unfortunately I ended up giving my virginity to another douchebag later on, which I'm not going to bother to repeat). Anyway, he and I were on my bed and he leaned over and kissed me. That guy is now pretty much a bum living on his mother's couch and I wouldn't let him touch my lips again, even to give me cpr.