Right?
When I think back over my love life, my clearest, fondest memories are of the really exciting kisses, not the sex. Even when the sex has been really good, it’s just not as thrilling somehow.
Is there anything better than a first kiss with a really good kisser? Especially if they’re the ones you go on to fall in love with.
My first boyfriend at 15 was a bit of an idiot, but damn he could kiss. And he smelled delicious - all leather jacket and fags.
I also remember the summer after my GCSEs. There was a real spark between me and a lad at my weekend job (full time for most of that summer, it was great). There was a party at my house one night, some other couple was shacked up in my room so I slept on the living room floor with everyone else, the lad from work was next to me, we were tucked away in a corner behind the arm of the sofa. In the pitch dark, he kissed me. We kissed all night, no-one else had a clue, they were all chatting away in the dark. It was just brilliant.
AIBU or is kissing the best?