
It was the warm evening of spring, 1962. My mom had made a diaphanous strapless dress of blue satin with an overlay of white nylon eyelet. She also fashioned a satin wrap for my shoulders. I was so proud to wear it to my first school dance, the Sophomore Hop.
I had hoped to be asked by one certain boy, but was asked by a “friend” first. So we had a nice dinner at his home with other couples and danced all night.
Coming home that evening I had no thoughts about the farewell on the porch steps.
He stepped up above me, being a bit short, and suddenly bent down and kissed me, on the mouth. I was taken aback slightly, thinking of him as a friend, but felt the urge to return the kiss. Arms placed around each other, I remember my wrap falling to the ground. It was everything I had imagined as a first real kiss…ahhhh♡.
https://mindlovemiserysmenagerie.wordpress.com/tale-weaver/first-kiss/
I remember my first kiss was round the back of the youth club. Not the most romantic setting 🙄
LikeLiked by 1 person
And how old? Details, woman, details!
LikeLiked by 1 person
14 ish !
LikeLiked by 1 person
And?
LikeLiked by 1 person
He dumped me after the first date OK 😏
LikeLiked by 1 person
Elaine, you kill me. Who is he today? Maybe you should be glad? I never go to reunions, too far, but I hear of people there. I even heard about my first crush!
LikeLiked by 1 person
Ahhhhh indeed 🌹
LikeLiked by 1 person
😉
LikeLiked by 1 person
How sweet a first kiss.
LikeLike
awwhhhh ❤ xxx
LikeLiked by 1 person
Yup 😉
LikeLike
Surprisingly not, 😉
LikeLike
Glad it turned out so well. Most of the time, it’s kind of awkward.
LikeLiked by 1 person