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I got kissed last night. Twice. And yet I've still never kissed a straight guy.
I was round at my friend A's for a Hallowe'en sleepover, and R was there as well. We were talking about truth or dare, and how me and A can never think of any good questions or dares, while R's always doing really weird stuff with his mates. And then, of course, R dared me to kiss A. Everyone knows I'd never kissed anyone before.
I haven't got anything against kissing other girls, but I wanted the first one to at least be with a guy. But then R offered to and I completely froze up. The idea actually terrified me. So he blindfolded me and poked me for a bit to freak me out, and then kissed me. Which was odd. It was, as stupid as it sounds, just like having another face on my face. And then, of course, he dared A to kiss me. Which she did, and I didn't really like. But that's that over and done with.
Although I still actually don't know how to kiss.