My first ever girlfriend was in the sixth grade. We were in orchestra together, she played Viola I played Upright Double Bass. I asked her out on Valentine's Day and she said yes. Funny how through watching fuzzy T.v. porn and the segments on R rated films on repeat, you think that you ready for the real deal. But, there was a moment the very next day in the hall, after we huged where she gave me "the look," as if to say, "I'm going to kiss you now," and,...I was too nervous, froze stiff, and sped walked away. I think I even made a stupid face like I was going to be sick or something.
Freaked me out so much, I broke up with her the next day.
Haha, kinnda a reality check when I start talkin' all smooth. Still think about her from time to time.
Think I got freaked out by the feeling of actual physical love, if sheda went to hold my hand or something I think that woulda broke the ice, but that woulda been my first female, physical, sexual contact,.......haha "Frosty's Feet." 😒