My first kiss story: I was seventeen, believe it or not, and had truly and
honestly been in love with this guy since September. We kinda lost touch
over the beginning of the summer, but amazingly in early July he called me.
We spent the day together and went to see a movie. The theater was completely deserted.
So, about halfway through the movie i got tired and put my head on his shoulder.
He started to oh-so-softly run his fingers up and down my neck and i
knew something was up. So, finally, the movie ended and i turned to ask what
he wanted to do next. He didnt answer me, just reached over and ran his hand
down my cheek, and the next thing i knew he was kissing me.
It was very soft and slow at first, then i couldnt remember my own name, and all i could think was "it's finally happening."
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