by Ruwayda Borcherds

Created on: September 04, 2008   Last Updated: September 12, 2008

Whenever I think of my first kiss a little smile comes to my face. Happy thoughts come to mind and it takes me back to a time when I was a mere twelve years old.

My niece introduced me to this guy and to him it was love at first sight. I on the other hand had never even dated, it crossed my mind but at twelve I still wanted to play skipping rope and play with my dolls.

He would make up excuses to see me at my house, he was two years older then I and a lot more experienced in the dating game. Whenever he came around, I would tell my eldest sister to tell him that I was not at home. I think he knew that she was covering for me because later on I found out that if he stands on their kitchen "stoep", I don't know if any one in here knows what a "stoep" is but in my country it means the porch, he could actually look straight into our living room. So chances are he knew I didn't go anywhere and was just hiding from him. One evening my family and I were watching television, we heard a knock on the door and when I opened it, there was a red rose, which he stole in someone's garden, on the "stoep". I picked up the rose and closed the door again but, I knew it was him. I went to my bedroom and he started to sing at my bedroom window, so
I switched off my light and laid in the dark listening to his voice. I know this probably sounds like something from a movie scene but he was very romantic. It became routine that he would "deliver" flowers on the stoep and sing under my bedroom window.

He came to our house one evening and asked me to be his girlfriend but I honestly didn't know what to say. I told him that I will give him the answer later. I went inside our house and told my sister that he wanted me to be his girlfriend; she said that I should say yes because he gets a lot of pocket money. Just thinking about how silly children can be I just have to laugh at the thought of me dating someone just because he gets a lot of spending money from his parents. I went outside and told him that I would be his girlfriend. He left that evening without even asking for a kiss, I prayed the whole evening that he would not ask because I honestly did not know what to expect and just the mere thought of him sticking his tongue in my mouth was enough to gross me out.

We "dated" for a week and all our friends asked me if we have kissed yet because they knew that my tongue was a "virgin". I would always blush and say know no, he hasn't asked me yet. They said that they would talk to him because

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