My First Kiss

(Note from Brillig: This is the first time a man has played Soap Opera Sunday! Let's all give him a warm welcome!!!)


This post was written by Anonymous.


1t was 1979, I was a sophomore in high school, and her name was Julie.

She was in my homeroom class, as we both have last names that start with J. I talked to her a lot, because her seat was so close to mine. She was ok.

Julie and I shared another class, 3rd period chorus. We both liked to sing obviously, so it gave us something in common.

I was a bookworm in those days (well, I still am), and while not unpopular, I certainly wasn't the boy that all the girls were paying attention to (and I'm still not), I was extremely flattered. Well, one thing led to another and I started finding reasons to be where she was going to be.

Julie was older than me (I was 15... she was 16), and caught on, aster than I probably would have liked, to the fact that I "liked" her. So, one day, while she waited for the bus home (I waited with her, even though I walked to school), we had one of those quiet autumn moments on a crisp November day, and I moved in for the kill. I kissed that girl for all I was worth (which wasn't a whole lot, as I had never really kissed a girl before). don't know if she was swooning, or if it was just me, but I like to think I did a good job of it.

Julie was my first girlfriend. She gave me my first real kiss.

On my sixteenth birthday, the following month, she gave me something else that I had never had before.

Do you remember that song, "Babe", by Styx? Well, I remember it. Vividly.

I'm not bloody likely to forget it.