Wednesday, May 23, 2007

My first kiss

I have kissed six women in my lifetime and I suppose for someone who is near fifty that is a very small number. And I can remember clearly each of those girls and the circumstances where the first kiss occurred with each of them.

My very first was in Form 1 at school and it was at a party. In fact it was the first party I had gone to that also had girls present. Someone decided that it would be a good idea to play “Spin the Bottle” and I was absolutely terrified. What if the girl who spun it and had to kiss me laughed, or worse refused to, or decided to be sick and through up over me, or any one of many other thoughts of disaster, kept running through my head.

So I feigned not feeling well myself and went out onto the front patio to hide. I was followed out by a girl called Gill who asked me if I would like to kiss her and as scared as I was I said yes. It was a wonderful experience and I will always be grateful to her for giving that 12 year old nerd a chance to feel OK about himself.

Oh and by the way, that was the only time I kissed her and the next kiss with a different girl didn’t happen till three years later.

1 comment:

Gypsy said...

What a sweet post. I wrote about the same thing on my old blog (now deleted sadly). I was also 12 and a boy in my class bailed me up against the wall, kissed me rather passionately for a 12 year old and then turned around and walked out. I stood there in shock for about 10 minutes before I actually moved. I never really knew if he walked out because he hated it, if he was embarrassed or if it was just one of those spur of the moment things. It's funny how you never forget those "firsts" in your life.