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Non-fiction / Never Laugh
My next kiss occured when I was fourteen. Tommy was the older brother of my then best friend, Monica. He was sixteen and had been brave enough to ask me out through his little sister. Despite my parents' rule that I couldn't date until I was sixteen, they relented and Tomm and I headed off for a grand adventure at the local skating rink,
If I'm honest with myself, I have to admit that I don't remember anything about our time at te skating rink. All the excitement happened behind the big steel building in line for the Go Kart track.
Tommy was tall. Tall and lanky. Even perched atop the metal railing that partioned the line, I barely rose to his collar bones. We were talking, about what I'm not sure. In the middle of a sentence, he interrupted me with a kiss. He leaned in and covered my still moving mouth with his.
Then, much to my surprise, he stuck his tounge in my mouth! I jerked back - wide eyed - and laughed! Yes, I laughed. Loud. In his face.
Tommy never asked me out again, and he always managed to find a reason to leave when I visited Monica's house. If there's two things I leaned that night, they are:
1. The rumor that you use tounges in kissing is true.
2. Never laugh at a boy when he kisses you.
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I didn’t like this one as much as your other piece, it was much more drawn out and it was so descriptive. I think you were in a hurry when you wrote this—Spelling errors- Tomm you left off the y, at te you left out the h, I leaned that night you left out the r. Other critcism I would say for this one would be to draw it out a little more and give more details of the non-fiction not unless you intended on it being short and sweet.
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