For the life of me, now, I can't remember his name. But we got along just fine.

GO AWAY, SILLY MAP! Seriously, Plinky, nobody wants their blog to have fucking Google maps of the same damn places posted all over the place. You need to implement an option for "No, thanks, I don't want one of your crappy maps cluttering up my answer, so fuck off." Seriously, the only reason to put a map in a post about my first kiss is to let my stalkers know where to go build their shrine.

Anyway.....

Hm... My first kiss? Funny story, actually.

I'd gone to a high school dance. I believe it was my sophomore year, and it was probably the first one of the year -- I remember it being outside in the alley between the main building and the art building/gym. I'd gone alone, as usual. A guy in my class had brought his cousin with him from out of town as a date for one of our mutual friends, but it hadn't worked out very well. So they hooked Mr. Cousin up with me instead. For the life of me, now, I can't remember his name. But we got along just fine.

After the dance let out a whole group of us went to Waffle House. Now, this was at about 10pm, which is far later than I usually stayed out. It wasn't that I had a curfew, I just didn't have a life that would necessitate a curfew. So when Dad came to pick me up I told him everyone wanted to go get something to eat, and my instructions were to "not stay out too late." No specifics.

So we all went to Waffle House and ate, and then dude-whose-name-I-can't-remember drove me home.

Sometimes it pays to never break rules. Not only did I not have a specific curfew, I realized when the guy pulled into the driveway to drop me off that my parents went to the other side of the house so I wouldn't feel like they were eavesdropping on us or whatever. They trusted me.

So we stood on the porch and made out for, like, five minutes. Yep, me-who-never-did-shit-like-that and dude-whose-last-name-I'm-not-sure-I-ever-knew with our tongues down each other's throats on my parents' back porch, while I'm sure they were sitting on the couch watching The Tonight Show and thinking we were just talking. lolz

We didn't carry on any sort of relationship after that. I think he went to one other dance with me, and then hooked up with another girl in our class for a month or so, and then disappeared back to the backwoods town from whence he came.

But the kissing part was a pretty good beginner's crash course.