Monday, February 11, 2013

My Worst Kiss Ever

Virginia wrote a guest post on the Top 5 worst Kisses awhile back and I have been thinking a lot about my worst kiss.

I was in my early twenties and this guy I had chatted up online wanted to finally meet me.  He arrived in a Tacoma truck that I basically had to get a running start and high jump into.  Needless to say, I was mortified that I could hardly get into this truck.  It was already a bad date from the start.

We went to dinner at a family friendly restaurant, then he wanted to talk before he brought me home.  I was naive enough to think that talk actually meant talk. 

He brought me to a spot next to the river after I told him that water intrigues me.  I thought maybe we would take a walk, but that didn't happen.  He kissed me and it wasn't so bad.  Then he kissed me again and he bit me!  I mean, he literally bit my lip and it started to bleed!  Needless to say, with blood dripping down on his truck, he brought me home fast! 

I woke up with a scab on my lip.  It was the day of my twin sister's baby shower and so I needed to leave the house.  Several people asked what had happened and my twin sister fnally made the announcement, "Brenda has to learn to feed her dates and make sure they are full before she kisses him!"  No one else asked.

The scab went away about a week later; the haunting of the biting still lasts.

Have any of you had a bad kiss?  If so, please share in the comments. 
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