The Art of KissingI love kissing .
Kissing is like a fingerprint. Each person is different. Some kissers are soft and sensual, teasing by lightly brushing their lips against yours. Some kissers are hard and passionate as if it were the last kiss ever - like they were on a plane about to hit the ocean, so every second counted. Others kind intermix the two in a hypnotic dance.
Then there are the lousy kissers. The ones who don't really try because they just want to have sex. I'm not knocking their sexual skills, but it's always a plus to know what foreplay is. It's just bad that they learned how to kiss from their dog. It's like they know how to dance, but they fall down on their way to the dance floor.
I miss kissing. My last girlfriend didn't kiss much. It's not like I can go to the kissing store and stock up either. It's disappointing.
Maybe they could start a kissing gym so you could keep in shape for the big game. I'm sure it would be popular, especially if they could teach you how to do tongue push ups. If I win the lottery, maybe I'll start it. I'm keeping my fingers crossed.