My first real kiss was the most unromantical you can ever imagine.
I wasn't inlove with the guy, I was desperate to get kissed and a drunken night on Teniriffe (one of my first real nights out) it happened.
I was sixteen feelling like the only girl in the world that had never been kissed (cliche yhea i know) and meet this 25 year old english man who was really fun and hot. So outside a nightclub (could have been a bar) we sat talking in the flower bed.
There I sat and remember he bends over and kiss me. I was a good kiss and let me tell you he did not put me of kissing (thank god my first kisser was a good one).
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