No one ever told me how old you have to be to share your first intimate kiss.
Sam was a little startled when my open mouth locked onto his.
It was so deliciously perfect, my lips started to tingle with pleasure.
A few kids stopped kicking their ball around and started jeering.
Sam swore at me, pushed me backwards and returned the favour.
With his fist.
It was so deliciously perfectly placed, my lips continued to tingle.
And bleed.
No one ever told me whether my first intimate kiss should be with a boy or a girl.
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