First Kiss

FROM: Robert
DATE: Thursday June 7, 2001 -- 9:01:59AM

When I was 4 I got a kiss on the cheek for a 6 year old up the street. And to make the deal sweeter, it was an interracial experience--she was Korean.

FROM: Monica
DATE: Thursday June 7, 2001 -- 4:51:44PM

This guy in my neighborhood, in 7th or 8th grade... his mom would drive us to the movies on the weekends. Afterwards we'd walk around the neighborhood, and one time I guess we got up the nerve to kiss but I was so nervous I ended up missing and kissed his nose!

And of course our friends in the neighborhood were lurking around and teased us. I don't remember if they saw my gaffe.

FROM: Robert
DATE: Thursday June 7, 2001 -- 5:57:28PM

Monica--Was that the guy with the pot plant in his closet?

FROM: Rob
DATE: Friday June 8, 2001 -- 10:10:11AM

Monica -- Hopefully they didn't see your gaffe. Or your giraffe. Giraffes are scary.

FROM: Monica
DATE: Friday June 8, 2001 -- 2:33:46PM

Robert--no, this guy was squeaky clean. And the guy you were thinking of didn't have a plant in his closet, he just showed me seeds in a film container. (Yeah, exciting!) He's the same one who chewed his toenails.

Rob--giraffes have black tounges! Which reminds me of an episode of "Salute Your Shorts"...
They are kinda scary, though. I remember when I was little and played with Barbie dolls at my grandmother's house (my mom forbade them at our place) I made some of the Barbies evil, by bending their legs backwards as far as I could, to make them look (I though) giraffe-like. Then I took the evilness to a new level and drew fangs on one Barbie. But it didn't wash off, so I didn't do it again.

FROM: Monica
DATE: Friday June 8, 2001 -- 2:35:48PM

oops, I mean the guy who had seeds chewed his toenails, not the first guy I kissed. No, wait, the guy I kissed didn't get chewed either (maybe that was the second person he dated....)
pardon me, it's a silly day.

FROM: Rob
DATE: Friday June 8, 2001 -- 4:53:10PM

Monica -- Giraffes do have yucky black tongues. It's eerie how they'll just stand there and lick giant poles. What's even more eerie is that some people might find that erotic.

FROM: liz
DATE: Sunday June 10, 2001 -- 12:24:31AM

in 1996 i met my first boyfriend over the net. after communicating for eight long months, we finally (finally!) met. he took me outside my aunt's house. we just looked at each other and then he smooched me. :)

it's one of my best memories.

oh yeah, i was 17. (imma late blooma)

FROM: Elizabeth
DATE: Sunday June 10, 2001 -- 1:07:49PM

My first kiss? It was after the late showing of the movie "Sneakers" at the local movie theater. My date's parents were using the bathrooms so we ran out to the car and made out like bandits. The neat part about this is that my then-date is now a member of the gay community. Needless to say, there has been a LOT, perhaps too much, teasing by my friends, saying that I turned him gay. In response, I say, 'ha ha,' in a dry and sarcastic way.

FROM: Robert
DATE: Sunday June 10, 2001 -- 2:04:18PM

Elizabeth--You shouldn't be surprised that your boy went for making out "like bandits". Otherwise, he might have been caught with a breeder female!

FROM: Paul
DATE: Sunday June 10, 2001 -- 9:43:40PM

My first kiss of any kind was probably with Mandy in Kindergarten. Oh, did I have it bad for her. Her and Barbara Mandrell. (don't ask)

First real kiss? That'd be my freshman year of high school. I was on a double-date with a friend and his girlfriend, and it was getting close to my curfew. We were all in the living room of my girlfriend's place, having just finished some awful movie. We all stood up to leave, and she pulled me close. We kissed, and at first, I didn't know what the hell was going on.

FROM: Rob
DATE: Monday June 11, 2001 -- 9:22:39AM

I think my first kiss of any kind with a female of my own age was in the third grade (or thereabouts). Kerry Ferrante, I think her name was. Ran up to her at recess and kissed her on the cheek, then ran away. Got teased about that one quite a bit.

I don't really have a thrilling story for my first real kiss, though. Oh well.

FROM: Aaron
DATE: Wednesday February 5, 2003 -- 2:54:39 am

I was four years old - I had a three year old girlfriend... I was an early bloomer. My friends used to count how many times we could kiss each other in my garage...Her name was Beth. She moved away in like 4th grade. I seen her once in like 8th grade - she came to visit...Boy did I have good taste...haven't seen her since...I like her a lot for a little boy!

FROM: Veronica
DATE: Wednesday May 26, 2004 -- 9:46:51 am

my first real kiss was in the bathroom with a macdonald employee. his kiss was great but then later i found out he was gay

FROM: Joseph
DATE: Wednesday May 26, 2004 -- 12:51:46 pm

My first kiss? : *

I was a late bloomer--my parents basically had me under house arrest all my teen years, mostly because my older siblings had ruined them.

Therefore, I got my first kiss, finally, when I was nineteen, in college. It was worth waiting for. The girl I kissed, whose name I'll never forget (because I hate her to death), was the hottest girl in my class (not just my opinion). I also, made up for lost time . . . let's just say it was quite a night of firsts ;D

But, as many hot girls do, she treated another guy to similar treatment the next weekend, then the next, and so on . . . then she moved on up to the faculty! I also heard that she started going both ways--with faculty! : [

There were so many of us after a while that we sort of started a club; a bunch of shipwrecked idiots waiting for the second coming (so to speak).

At least I was the sole charter member of the deadwood club, and I like to think the club started with me, so I couldn't see it coming--but I sort of doubt it.

Ah, college. No wonder beer was such a pal.

FROM: Joseph
DATE: Wednesday May 26, 2004 -- 12:54:01 pm

Maybe it wasn't worth waiting for so much.

FROM: Linda
DATE: Sunday April 16, 2006 -- 10:25:37 pm

my first kiss, we went to the park (we are dating for a month today) and we sat down on a bench and was watching the sun and he told me he loved me (for like the 6th time) and i just leaned my head on his sholder then he leaned his head on my head and our cheecks touched then i felt his lips touching the side of my lips, and then he kissed me and told me " i love you "