Wednesday, April 27, 2011
Emily Callister Frazier
My first thought when thinking of a story to share was back when we were little kids. I was best friends with his sister and we all (my siblings and theirs) went swimming together one afternoon. For some reason we look in the back seat and Quinn had just kissed my little sister. I think they were 6 at the time. I will never forget my sister's first kiss. There are so many other stories but this one is my favorite.
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I just wanted to set the record straight: this wasn't our first kiss. We were 3 or 4 maybe 5 in my parent's basement. Quinn: "Kiss me." Me: "Why?" Quinn: "Cause that is what boys and girls do." Me: "Why don't you kiss me then?" Quinn: "Cause I want you to kiss me." It went back and forth a bit but I ended up kissing him. Just didn't want people getting the wrong idea-first kiss at 6 and all...
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