They say you never forget your first kiss. This was mine...
I was 15 and her name was Jessie. She lived next door to us and she was my best friend... well, for all of that summer at least. We were inseparable and spent every waking moment together.
So one day we were out playing down by the farm, and we‘d stopped for shelter from a shower of rain in an old barn. I was playfully running my fingers through Jessie ‘s hair when she started to kiss me; her mouth slightly open, I could feel her tongue with mine.
It was my first real kiss, and I loved it! It was the most exciting thing I‘d ever experienced, with sensations I‘d never known existed before.
I fell head over heels in love that day.
After that, we often visited the barn during that long, hot summer. And we didn’t stop at just kissing - we did everything a male and female can do with each other.
But sadly, a couple of months later Jessie was hit be a car and had to be put down.
Man I loved that dog.