im 15. not the very adventourous type. i met a guy i knew yesterday. i’d met him three years back hadnt spoken for over a year. id boasted tht i could do anything ,as a dare. yesterday he dared me to sleep with him. i did despite the fact tht im going out and so is he now i feel guilty but its the best thing thts ever happened to me wat now?
my first kiss was with this 24 year old lass, needless to say i didnt tell her it was my first kiss.she had so many boyfriends before,and i dunno if i can measure up to her.we have this creaky relationship going on,she jst broke up with our classmate,she likes me,but doesnt want to fully commit yet.we have another classmate who totally likes me,her bestfriend,but i dont like her.we had this deal that i can kiss her smack in her lips,bt i gotta kiss our classm8 in the cheek for her birthday present.she was cooking dinner for us,and then i told her to teach me how to kiss now,and she kept saying the food’s getting cold,so we was arguing who will go where,as she doesnt want to lie.so i jst puller her to her bed, to my unsurprise,her body was saying yes while her lips where saying no.so we i was embracing her and she was surprised how quick i came at her,we both settled down first coz she was taken aback by someone six years younger.then when we settled down, i gave her one, and another one, and another one, and another one, and another one.i loved it,only hoped it was much longer.
I just received this e mail. I never saw this site before, and I am busting! A good busting! I am reading this and memories flash through my mind! Saddened to see my brother’s responce, as he died a year and s half ago, and his birthday recently passed. Anyway, I don’t even know who I am writing to, and If I will receive a responce, but I am forwarding this site to other “OLD” Rochdale aquaintances that I keep in touch with. Oh… I am Seena Markowitz. Fred’s sister. Be well xo
How I remember “calling out”! This was on Frank St. in North Olmsted, Ohio in the 50s. We had lots of kids on the street and everyone did this in a singsong manner. We were always outdoors, going back & forth to each other’s houses, playing on the street and in yards. Sometimes we’d just lie on the grass and look at clouds, or try to find 4-leaf clovers.
God i love this forum……brings back so many memories of growing up in the 70’s……i’m from jersey city, nj…..loved stickball to death……still got a stick in my closet…..i miss hanging out on my friend tyrone’s stoop…..just watching all the neighbors…talking about them behind their backs etc….i remember one night i was hanging out on the stoop way past curfew and my mom came over and cracked me on the head in front of the guys…..boy did i hear about that one for a long time
Well, technically I guess my first kiss was in Sunday School when Jordan (who I wanted to marry at the time)looked at me and told me to kiss the peice of construction paper he was holding in front of his face. Somehow, in my four year old mind, what he was saying didn’t click, so I kissed the paper while he kissed the other side. I couldn’t talk for about a half hour after that, and I know my face went beet red. As for my REAL first kiss, I’m saving that for my one and only, no matter how crazy everyone else thinks that is.
My first kiss was just yesterday. I am now 12 in grade 7 and just yesterday, we had a school dance. It was for 6 hours with only grade 7 and 8s. I was a really goodie goodie girl like last year, but then I just changed alot. Then this hot blonde had a crush on me and he announced it to almost everyone. Well I kind of like him too, and I’m like the “open” kind. Yesterday during slow dance, we didn’t dance because I don’t do slow dances, but I just asked him “Do you like me” and he just quickly said yes. At that moment I grabbed him and frenched him, while all these teachers and other friends were watching.
How ironic to see these posts…I was born in 1940 and grew up in Conn. As a kid I remember being called from the back porch for dinner or whatever. After getting married and living in Va in the early 70’s we lived on a cul-de-sac and remember calling my kids for dinner…knowing they were within ear shot of my calls and being summertime, the kids were always outside playing…not like kids today who stay inside too much during summer….Thanks for the wonderful posts as it brought back fond memories of my childhood and growing up.