I was in 7th grade. 13 I think. It was on the bus ride home. I really liked the girl, Amy was her name. She was short, small, had shorter blond hair and was pretty darn cute.
I didn't plan it. I didn't know it was coming. When I said goodbye to her, like I usually do before she got off the bus, she leaned over and put her lips to mine. Her mouth was warm and I felt her tongue touch mine. Just about everything she did was completely unexpected. I don't think anything has ever felt so warm and soft. I was stunned. It felt good (obviously). I couldn't even move. She probably thought I didn't like it or something because I couldn't say anything. I think it took me the rest of the way home to even realize what happened.
A couple weeks later a different girl got kicked out of chorus and told to sit in the auditorium. I decided to keep her company. She must have been sexually abused because she mistook my kindness for some sort of sexual signal. She put my hand in her pants. Again, I was 13. I didn't now what the hell to do there or what the hell was happening. Did I like it? Sure. Did she think I was an idiot for just sitting there in shock? probably.
Oh the good old times. The kiss was sort of innocent, but just about every 1st after that was just unusual.
I didn't plan it. I didn't know it was coming. When I said goodbye to her, like I usually do before she got off the bus, she leaned over and put her lips to mine. Her mouth was warm and I felt her tongue touch mine. Just about everything she did was completely unexpected. I don't think anything has ever felt so warm and soft. I was stunned. It felt good (obviously). I couldn't even move. She probably thought I didn't like it or something because I couldn't say anything. I think it took me the rest of the way home to even realize what happened.
A couple weeks later a different girl got kicked out of chorus and told to sit in the auditorium. I decided to keep her company. She must have been sexually abused because she mistook my kindness for some sort of sexual signal. She put my hand in her pants. Again, I was 13. I didn't now what the hell to do there or what the hell was happening. Did I like it? Sure. Did she think I was an idiot for just sitting there in shock? probably.
Oh the good old times. The kiss was sort of innocent, but just about every 1st after that was just unusual.



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