Question of the Day! Finally!

Sorry I just got into the office I had an appointment this morning... Do you remember who was your first kiss? Do you know what ever happen to that person? Share other details if you wish. Mine was a boy named Matt in the movies during My Blue Heaven..he knocked up a couple other girls and is now married. I sooo got over him once I saw what a jerk he could be. Sarah Margaret

I am going back to bed and try again

My first kiss I was 14 and he was 16, let's call him Jack, (cuz he isn't worth jack!) He really liked me, and I was head-over-hills, he was older, taller, and had baby-blue eyes, and a sports car... () He kissed me in front of all his firends, he was in the "in" crowd! That was a BIG deal! After a couple of weeks he disapeared! I tried to call, I wrote him a letter (it all made no sense, he was nuts about me?!?!) I didn't hear from him at all, finally I heard that he was teased so bad about being with me "the chubby chick" that he ended up never talking to me again. Well, during my late teens I lost all that baby fat, and he sure enough, came running after me! But, I refused to talk to him! Well, his little sister was turning 15, and our families (plus everyone who matter in town), religiously attended the yearly debutant balls at the country club. () I knew he was trying to get with me, now that I was skinny; so at the party, I got him drunk, "lured" him to the pool area, told him "take your clothes off and jump, I'll do the same." NOT!!! I grabbed his stuff, tossed it over the fence (which there was no way his drunk white butt could climb) and ran like the wind back to the ball, sat next to my parents, my excuse for taking so long? "There was a long line at the lady's room, daddy!" () I acted like nothing ever happened... Needless the say, it was winter and he was the talk of the town the next day! hehehehe Can you say "white boy syndrome?" -Flávia

Wow that's a lot of "other" details...

OH, C'MON, that is a funny story!! My girlfriends and I love remembering it! The bad part is that I wasn't even that fat! I was about 15 to 20 lbs. overweight!!! So he deserved it! -Flávia

MY FIRST REAL KISS WAS AT THE AGE OF 18 YEARS , IT TOOK ME THAT LONG TO FIND THE PERSON WHO I WANTED TO KISS. HIS NAME IF JORGE HE LIVES IN NJ .I GREW UP WITH, HIM. MY MOTHER AND HIS MOTHER WHERE LONG TIME FRIENDS. HE ALSO WAS MY FIRST. THE LAST TIME I SAW HIM WAS IN 1986 AND I WAS 23 YEARS OLD .5 MONTH LATER I MET MY HUSBAND AND GOT MARRIED IN 1987 . SINCE THEM I HAVE NOT HEARD FROM HIM OR SEEN HIM. I HAVE NOT BE ABLE TO FIND HIM. BUT I WILL NEVER FORGET HIM.

Okay, I have a good one! LOL My first kiss was a boy named Shaun up in Michigan, He was 13 and I was 12. We caught my cousin and her boyfriend kissing, so she kept daring us to kiss. (I later found out that she made us kiss so that we wouldn't tell her mom we saw her kissing LOL) So it was sloppy and embarassing, the whole deal, right on the side of the street by my house, but behind a bunch of trees so that my mom wouldn't see us (She was in our backyard raking leaves and you could see the side road we were on from our backyard). Then, last year a childhood friend of mine had a child with a girl and I met her. It turns out she used to date Shaun as well. She left my childhood friend, and actually wound up marrying my first kiss! LOL -Phoenix

"First" kiss was in 2nd or 3rd grade to a boy named Bobby. We moved away a year or so later so I have no idea what become of him. First "french" kiss was when I was 15 years old & a freshman in high school with a freshman in college on our first date. 4 years later, after he graduated from university, I married him & we've been married 30.5 years. What can I say - he was and still is a FANTASTIC kisser!! Vickie J.

Ahhh...now I was hoping there would be a reply like this.

Well, it was many years ago but if memory serves me right my first kiss was when I was 12 and his name was Brad. We were on a hayride for Halloween and he was holding my hand. I was very nervous, as he was and our hands were sweating. He reached over and kissed me and I was so surprised I let out a squeal. Of course everyone else on the hay wagon heard me , so I turned red and he was embarrassed. We were not an "item" very long after that. I kissed a lot of toads until I met a real prince. The first time "my Prince" took me out ,it was to the beach for a midnite walk. We both were working all the time so night time was our only chance to spend some time. I was a single mom and he was a divorced dad. When he took me home, he smiled at me and kissed me so very lightly on my lips. I thought I was going to faint. He turned and walked away, leaving me speechless. Never had a kiss made me feel like swooning before and I was 29 years old. That prince has been married to me for 22 years come January and he still makes my knees buckle when he kisses me. Carol