My First Kiss

2019 I was a a Senior in high school and my friend told me she was going to Europe with her Art Appreciation teacher. I was so jealous, I had never been out of state or on an airplane. I couldn't stop talking about it and my mother talked to my friend's mother and found out the trip wasn't limited to student's in the Art Appreciation class. Two weeks, Rome, Paris, London. We hurried to get my passport, my friend and I would room together at the hotels, we went to the orientation, packed our American jeans and tops, our tennis shoes. We left the day after graduation. My first trip, my graduation present contributed by my grandparents, aunts and uncles.

In Paris we went to the museums, we walked the famous streets, we went to the Eiffel Tower. At the top, a clear day we saw Paris below. Two Russian girls beside us were holding hands, my friend and I watched as they kissed, this long sensuous kiss, her small hand on her friends boob, the kiss broke, and they smiled at us and told us to kiss. I was trembling as I felt her lips on mine, an itty bitty tiny kiss. The Russian girls laughed and we kissed again, this time a long kiss and my friends hand slid up my side until the Russian girl put my friend's hand on my boob.

Our first kiss.