Remember I once said that I've never had a boyfriend or kissed a boy before?
I know it's a little pathetic, gettting kiss for the first time at 23. I've always been akward around guys, and I've never been brave enough to tell the guys that I like how I feel.
I always though that that kiss would be with someone important and after a date or something. That I would freak out the entire time think about it... wondering if I would know how to do it. But it was completely unexpected.
It was during the holydays. I went to Málaga to meet my God-mother niece and she introduced me to some of her friends, and he was one of them. He was older than me, 29, but looked younger, I even checked his Identity card :D We had a good time, made out for a bit and the morning after - we slept in the same flat - it was kind of weird at firts but as the time went on it was easier; we joked and laught and exchanged facebooks, but I know it's not going anywhere, and I wasn't expecting anything out of that kiss, and that's what makes it more especial.