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If a very very very young age qualifies as "first kiss," then it was with my boyfriend in Kindergarten. I remember he and I kissed all the time, and even my mother verified this with me which was kinda creepy. I remember wanting to marry him.
If that doesn't count, then in Jr. High my first kiss was with a girl when we were playing spin the bottle. Horrible kisser. Instead of giving tongue, she tried to lick me basically. She also had teeth that were screaming for corrective measures. In fact, her nickname later became SnaggleTooth. Anyways, it was quite horrid.
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