Can you remember your first kiss?

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Trainee fireman - way-hey Em - Bridget Jones eat your heart out!

My first kiss was when I was at Guide camp on the shores of Lake Windermere. I was 12, nearly 13, and there were 6 of us in our patrol bell tent. Across the lake was moored a houseboat with sea scouts camping on her. We practised our semaphore sending messages to and fro and one night, long after lights out, a group of them rowed across to the shore of our camp. We sat round in a circle on fallen trees and the lovely floppy-haired one sat next to me,his arm went round me very tentatively and oh joy! My first kiss! I've never forgotten sweet, gentle Mike from Kendal in that long ago summer of 1956.

I can cause my skirt fell down round my ankles! my mum used to make these hipster skirts, they were about 18inches long and sat around the widestpart of me so one clinch and down it went - was my face red!

It still makes me cringe when I think about it, all these years later!

I was 15, he was my first boyfriend and we'd been to the pictures to see 'Genevieve', I think it was. We got the bus back from Manchester, he walked me to the end of our cul-de-sac and...lunged . His lips missed mine and ended up on my neck (it was dark!) so he had to pretend he meant to do that and it ended up like a snail-trail down to my collar bone and he took his leave!

Henri pitois! In le val Andre in France! I was 14 and on a French exchange!
Ah! Those were the days. I was young, fit, slim, naturally blonde streaked hair (from the sun) tanned(ditto)
Oh to be back then with my present knowledge!

I was 13 and he was from the youth club. He walked me home and kissed me and I was in heaven. Didn't last long as my mum was not happy as he was 18!
At the time I didn't understand why she thought he was too old for me

I was 14 we met over the park,he walked me home,we where on the footbridge behind my house,he opened his mouth I didn't and got slobbered on....oh how I wish it had been David Whitney,he was my crush all through secondary school ..

I do remember! Bob from church youth club. Think I was 13 and he 15/16. We 'went out' for about a month and he gave me the single 'Concrete & Clay'!

noooooo but I will always remember my first boyfriend "George" ohh I broke his heart, I have always wanted to "apologise"!!!! but have never seen him to this day apart from a photo in the local paper...about 5 yrs ago....the strange thing is!!!! my mum has moved into sheltered accomodation (where they are all still very active do their own thing etc) and I have recently found out that he lives in the next block!!!!! but with his ladyfriend ..lol..so I can't really go knocking on his door asking to borrow cup of sugar can I lol.. he would prob tell me to off any way !! lol

My first kiss was with a girl called Margaret. She was 6 months older than me!
We were cuddled up on the settee beneath a cardboard box. It was around 1937-38. She was evacuated during the war and left me her roller skates.
We were 6-7 yrs old.
She came back in 1944, we were all friends together.