My first kiss came out of nowhere. We’d both been invited to a college party of no spectacular proportions where a bunch of our mutual friends were congregated. I liked dancing, but I must admit that I liked seeing him even more. He’s a terrific person and can always make me laugh. It was nearly night’s end when he decided that it was time for him to go home. I walked him out to his car and he offered to let me sit on the passenger’s side. Before I could comment on how I would miss him, he leaned in and kissed me. At first it made me feel excited and dazed, but now it’s just a warm, happy feeling I’ll remember always.