Indeed I do remember it. It's a bit of a tale, but I'll make it quick.
One weekend, I was at the movies near my hometown. I'd been birddogging a gal in my school for years, but not getting anywhere. She was there with a friend from out of town. The two girls left and came back and swapped seats, with Kim sitting next to me (she's the one from out of town). We started talking and before long, we were holding hands (she was a 9th grader, I think). The movie got interrupted by a tornado warning, and we were ushered out of the theater. As we rushed to our cars, I tried to give her a kiss, but she didn't catch what I was doing at the moment.
So, as luck would have it, I was scheduled to be in her town (about 120 miles away) in a couple of weeks for something school related. As more luck would have it, the place we were staying was withing walking distance of her house. So, we arranged to meet and we went back to her house. She said "I'm sorry about the night at the show."
I'd already forgotten and said "huh?"
"When you tried to kiss me."
"Oh." I said, noticing we were alone. And even at my age and inexperience, I knew what she was getting at.
So we did--full French kiss.
Funny thing, I don't remember if we kissed any more during that time, but I remember that first one.
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