I ran across something tonight that reminded me of a first kiss, and ultimately my first time touching a girl. She took me by surprise, I was 16. My friends had all kissed a girl by then, but I tried once before, disastrously and wasn’t going to try again. She actually kissed me. I was shocked, thrilled, confused and excite all at once. So unsure if I’d done it right, worried if I disappointed her, thrilled by her. We started dating, she was much more aggressive than I was, she excited and scared me at the same time. After a month, we were parking, making out, and she took my hand and put it on her breast. I thought I might have a heart attack. It was if an electric current flowed through my entire body. It scared me so much I wouldn’t go out with her again, she scared me so! Most people won’t believe a teenage boy could be so scared but I was. After a few years I got over it, but I regret abandoning Julie, she told me later she didn’t know why I quit going out with her. I was too embarrassed to tell her she scared me. |