Gwen Stephani, first kiss.

HAve to say my first kiss from F was the most memorable and seems to have wiped the rest away to insignificance. He came through the doors at the international terminal, walked up to me with a big smile, dropped his bags and took me in his arms, the world spun, and at the end of it I was breathless and collared with a lot of curious onlookers standing around watching. Still remember how impressed I was he could collar me so expertly with all my long hair hanging down, while also kissing me so deeply. :cathappy: Hmm, I was also very impressed with the something very thick, hard and throbbing pressing into my stomach, so I knew he was very happy to see me. :D

Catalina :catroar:
 
Betticus said:
What beer matches the subtle nuances of the papa johns pepperoni pizza then?

I find that Sam Adams or Amber Bock do very well for domestic. I like my beer with a full flavor. Until I tried Sam Adams Light, I was of the opinion that the words Light or Lite should never be joined with the word "beer". The world now has a drinkable light beer. :cool:
 
My first kiss was when I was 14. My mother wasn't comfortable with me and my sister being home alone at night (she was doing counseling once a week) so she found us a 'babysitter'. Our babysitter was watching this other kid (he'd jsut got out of JDH (kid jail) and his mom didn't trust him home alone, period. We were playing hide and seek (mostly to get my sister off my ass), and hiding in the woods behind Tina's house. It was great. :nana:
 
I was in the eighth grade when I had my first kiss, so beware, junior high drama!

Patrick and I were inseperable that year (as friends that maybe touched too often, but friends) especially in theater because we were the only independent study that year in a class full of first timers. We went down to the theater one day to clean up after a choir concert, so our set could take over the stage again. I was standing in the middle of it trying to figure out if I'd missed any pieces to tape out when the lights went out. I figured Patrick was messing with me so I started asking him to turn the lights back on and whatnot. Next thing I know I'm being kissed and then he's gone again. Lights come back on we go back to work. Any junior high sexual tension between us went through the rough that day, but we technically remained just friends til we went to different high schools.

Betticus said:
What beer matches the subtle nuances of the papa johns pepperoni pizza then?

And as a southerner you should know that Shiner is God's (aka Texas') gift to beer!
 
LOL, I do remember my very very first kiss from a boy...I was 13, he was just 14 from memory and the spitting image of Michael Jackson at that time (1970's). We used to spend Saturdays hanging out playing pool, though my mother had to be told he was just one of a gang of epopel I hung out with so she was only a little over the top stressed about my seeing an Aboriginal boy. Our first kiss was sweet, and everything I would have hoped for.

He looked so much like Michael that when they were on tour, and ran into each other face to face, Michael was so stunned to see a lookalike he invited him back to their hotel room for the day. Of course we were going to the concert together that night, and C being such a cool layback Aboriginal boy didn't tell me anything before going into the hall. Once the show stated, he grabbed my hand and pulled me out of my seat and started heading for the police line in front of the stage...I was freaked thinking we were going to be thrown out at the very least. Hmmmm, well Michael spot him and signalled us through the police line with a wink and a mile wide grin and I had a better than front row seat the rest of the night. Of course I was fuming to think he spent all day with them and didn't tell me a thing until afterward...typical teenage groupie attitude!! We dated on and off for awhile and then drifted apart when he went back home for a few months...then one day a couple of years later I was out with my new man V, and we ran into C...ROFLMAO, my first thought was to pretend I didn't see him and keep going but that soon became pointless when they both hugged each other and I discovered I was now dating his older cousin!!! :D That relationship was another on/off one eventually, and at one time we did live together (only guy I ever lived in sin with) but we have remained close to this day...have no idea what happened to C though.

Catalina :catroar:
 
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i was 15, we had stayed up all night watching movies then sitting outside on the side of the glowing pool with the cloudles sky above us and a manacured garden arround us. We knew we were going to kiss, but it was about calling eachother's bluffs at that point. Then finally as the sun was starting to lighten the sky to that warmish summer morning hue, she leand in quickly and we kissed. It was a good kiss too. None of that "peck" crap. Her lips and tongue were so soft.

I've had some good kisses in my time, but the thought of that first kiss still makes me swoon.
 
my first kiss... i was 13 or 14 and was dating a kid a few years older than me... i was VERY shy when it came to sexual things and had a rep as the inocent good girl. (if they could only see me now :devil: hehe) well anyways i was standing by my locker and he came up behind me and grabbed my by my waist and spun me around...when i was face to face with him he kissed me hard on the lips... luckily i was too stunned to pull away imedialtly so i didnt embarass him or anything. but my face turned about 10 shades of red haha. It was a nice kiss tho.
 
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