The Bottle Does Not Lie

It was my 13th Birthday and we were in my parent's "almost finished" basement playing spin the bottle - it was my turn and my hands were sweaty and my breath was shallow.

The bottle spun and as it slowed down I prayed that it would stop at "Larry" - almost, almost, almost, just a little more, but nooooooooooo, it landed on someone else - not my long time dream guy but my best bud - my baseball pal.

So I tentively puckered up and he gently touched my lips with his and, to my amazement, I felt it all the way down to my toes - not my bud - now what was I to do!!!

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1 Response Mar 24, 2006

That's so cute!