Day 6 - Where Was Your First Kiss?

OK, so today we will discuss first kisses. I remember my first kiss so very vividly. I was 11 years old and had a huge crush on the neighborhood bad boy named Dwayne. Oh I loved him madly so you can guess my excitement when he asked me to be his girlfriend. Hellz yeah! It lasted all but a week but I didn't care.

We found this huge box somewhere in the neighborhood and somehow it found it's way to my front yard. Dwayne and I slipped into this box for a little privacy and so did my little sister and her boyfriend. This is where we all decided to share our first kiss together. Dwayne leaned in to kiss me and I kissed him back. It's funny because I swear I saw fireworks and felt grenades go off and the earth moved. It was crazy. That was it, I was hooked on kissing from then on.

Somehow my father found out about my little adventure and was none too happy about it. He insisted I was too young to be "courting". I was like "huh?" My mom stepped in and said, "She doesn't know what courting means." and he left it alone at that point but I certainly did know what it meant and I was hooked.