Not too long ago, so I guess I'll still remember. On the comfy-chair in my room (no, I didn't expect the Spanish Inquisition in the first place
) as it grows dark. Listening to a Leonard Cohen record, I think it was "Famous Blue Raincoat". Me on my chair at the desk. A very strange almost therapy kind of situation talking about the problems in our lives. As the sky turns dark, she asks me something, I don't really get it, so I just pretend I wouldn't answer it. She says: You know quite well when it's best to refuse an answer. I asked her what she had asked in the first place and she says with her broken voice: "I aksed if I could kiss you." My mouth went dry, I couldn't speak I just nodded and let her kiss me.
Didn't really think that it was a proper kiss. I really thought that she wanted to kiss me in order to feel a little less lonley.
So the first proper kiss was a week later, on her birthday. I lay on her bed as she bowed over me and kissed me. I was totally freaked out, didn't know what to do, so I just let her kiss me again and then I got up and said "That should be enough for this time." What a bad line for a first kiss. It's like you imagine the worst things you can say after a kiss and you can be pretty sure I will say them.
"Oh I can smile about it now, but at the time it was terrible" B)
Q: Do you remember what you said after your first kiss?