My first kiss wasnt impressive. Andy J in his backyard after school. I was playing with his sister Ruthie. He was teasing us. Calling us "kindergarten babies." I was five and he was eight. Ruthie went into the house for something. He came over and stole our bag of cookies. I chased him. He turned around and pushed me down. Climbed on top of me. Pinned me down at the hips. Played keep-away with the bag. Opened it and started eating one of the cookies. I called him a pig. He smirked and made an oinking sound. I chanted "pig, pig, pig." He snorted then he smashed his mouth onto my mine. Slobbering wet and a little painful. He threatened me. Told me not to tell. Then dropped the bag and left. I rushed inside to the bathroom. Washed my mouth out. With soap and toothpaste. Had to get rid of the cooties.