First Isn't Always BestI received my first kiss from my first boyfriend and I remember it well. I also remember thinking, "I'm so not impressed. This is wet, gross and there is no spark. If this is what kissing is all about why do people do it?" Granted, I knew at the time that these things tend to take practice and so I figured we'd get better at it. The thing is, in 5 years we never did get better at it. It got to the point where I just didn't want to French kiss him because it was so unpleasant. Any time he tried to stick his tongue in my mouth I'd fight him and pull away. I didn't mind the closed mouth kissing but that's as far as I wanted to go.
Then I met someone else. He kissed me and my goodness, I finally figured out what I'd been missing for so long. Of course because of my ingrained, knee jerk response to kissing I messed up a wonderful experience. I hope I didn't put him off too much and that someday he will kiss me like that again. Just remembering it makes me smile and makes "Sarah" feel all warm and tingly.