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Do you remember your first kiss? Well I do and let me tell ya, it was a disaster. I can't remember exactly how old I was, but I was old enough to be curious about kissing, yet young enough to be afraid of doing it wrong. I was around 13 years old and the boy's name was Tim. He was this kid with glasses and braces, and he was a really nice guy. He didn't deserve what happened to him that faithful day.

We took a quiet walk together and when the moment was just right, we leaned forward and.... I devoured his face. Not in a good way either.

You see, I was so nervous about kissing him for the first time that I decided to pay attention to how it was done in the movies. I watched all the movie stars open mouth kiss so I thought that was how a first kiss should go. I wasn't quite sure how it worked so I spent time kissing my own hand and kissing pillows for practice. In fact, if my memory is correct ...
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Comment by Mom Bloggers Club on January 27, 2009 at 8:43am
The first person I kissed turned out to become my husband. It didn't go so badly at all with him. But, when I was in high school I went on a date with a guy and when he dropped me off he leaned in to kiss me, I looked at his face, and busted out laughing as he was leaning in. I really didn't want to kiss him, but needed a way to save myself. He was embarrassed. I was embarrassed, too, but more relieved that I didn't kiss him. It didn't go well. Needless to say, I stayed far, far away from kissing for years. It was traumatic.

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