Once again I am playing catch up, so I will have to post three (or four) blog entries tonight.
This one is about my first kiss and since my first first kiss wasn't good enough I guess to be memorable, I'll write about the best first kiss. It just so happened to be with the guy who became and is still now my best friend. We were 15 (almost 16) and in 10th grade, walking down the hallway on the 4th floor, just joking and having fun like we always did. He grabbed me by the hand and guided me over by the pop machine where he planted the biggest and softest kiss on me ever. It was sweet and sensual and to this day, his lips still attract me. I'll always remember it.