I have compiled a collection of “firsts” in my life that I thought I would share. These are true stories, and they may or may not have made me the person I am today. If the story involved another person, I have only used their first name, as I think it helps paint the picture.
Some of these are embarrassing, and some are down right idiodic.
Here we go.
First Kiss: Nettie, 7th grade. It was frightening. The girl and the kiss.
First dance: – I don’t remember, but I’m sure it looked like this:
And for a good reason. Read the next one.
The first time a girl touched my pieces parts while dancing: – Carolyn, college. We were dancing, suggestively. She asked what was in my pocket. I told her it was my keys. I went home shamed and alone.
My first Beer(s): 12th grade. I had 3 Coors Lights and lost feeling in my legs. The rest of that night is a little foggy.
I have more stories, but all in good time. And let me know about your firsts. I want to know that I’m not alone.