Whooo Hooo!!!!!

LOL, what a ride!!!!! My first french kiss was, OMG what just happened????? My parents would not even think of me dating, and this was double dating, until I was 16.

5th grade the new guy came to our school. He actually came up to the front of the school on the back of his Dad's bike. You got it, black jacket, dark brown hair, big green eyes, whew!!
After about a week or so I found out he lived the next street over from us and his dad was a friend of my dad's and they were in the same Harley group

8th grade, Lane and I were neighborhood friends and nothing more until our spring dance. His dad let us out at the driveway to my house and told him he would drive on home but not to be more than 15 minutes. As we talked he leaned in and there was my first french kiss. I was done in and had no clue what to do. He laughed and said, relax, and I was thinking easy for you to say mister! I went in for seconds and liked it, then my Mom came to the door. End of that

12th grade, Lane and I stayed friends and spoke and cut up all the time but never dated. At our prom he grabbed my arm while Steve was not looking and pulled me behind the stage curtains, where many seemed to be , and laid one on me. He told me he could not let me leave for college with out one more kiss.

Now, Lane still lives close to me. He married one of my dear friends right after high school but they divorced about 4 years ago. One day at work we hired a new CPA and one of his accountants I found out was living with none other than Lane. As we talked she told me they live about 3 blocks away from me.
I've ran into him a few times and we always hug and do the it's so nice to see you thing.....for me, in my perfect world of fantasy, I wish he would grab me one more time

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I think everyone's memory has gone bad, LOL....mine I will never ever forget.

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You all are toooo funny! LOL My first french kiss....hmmmm....I guess it had to be with a guy named Wally. We were standing in front of the church! (of all places) I really thought it was "yucky" being in the 8 grade don't ya know! LOL

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Where did the time fly......

French Kiss

When I went to Catholic school, we would go to Rocky Springs Park for a free day in the spring, right around this time. They had a really high roller coaster that
was thought to be unsafe, so we would ride it..praying the whole time that it
wouldn't collapse. Brave men..but the real thrill was the anticipation of
the "Tunnel of Love" and making that trip with the girl of the moment and
hoping for an unexpected touch or kiss in the dark but settling for holding
hands...I mean we were in 7th grade..but holding hands was really
something..was that a slight squeeze I felt??..was it a signal to do
something else??..What should I do!!??... and all the time the clock was
running!..by the time I figured out my next move, the guy who ran the
"Tunnel" was telling me to get the hell out of the boat so someone else
could have a turn....so it was back to my gang of mates who would walk
around making catcalls at the girls and dreaming of the days to come....like when we became young adults in the 8th grade.

Later
I got to share a soggy tuna fish sandwich with Harriet Smith who liked to
talk dirty and smoke cigarettes. She was 13 going on 40 and looked the part
too. Yeah, she told me a thing or two, then showed me how to French
kiss in the Tunnel of Love.....it was better than all the roller coasters in the world.

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Dancing In The Twilight

oh boy do I remember

mine was in 7th grade.. and I didnt know what the guy was doing.. in fact i really didn't know much of anything.. and I asked my older brother 5 years my senior about it.. He said.. don't let anyone do that sis.. Boys will think you are an easy play.. then I asked him.. did he think I was gonna have a baby now.. thats when I learned the facts of life.. LOL..
my brother was not shy in telling me all about it.. and all about boys.. what he told me should have scared me off for years.. but it didn't.. LOL.

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Don't measure your life by the breaths you have taken but by the breath taking moments you've expereinced.