Essays

I still remember that September 2 at 9:00 pm. It was the day and the hour when for the first time I felt the kindness and the tenderness of a kiss, the kiss of a man that has made me feel anextremely different love in my heart.
It wasn’t a cold or a hot night, but it was the perfect night for the event that was about to happen which would change my life and the life of that special man, myboyfriend. That day happened like any other day. We called all day and we agreed to see each other that night. It was 8 o’clock and I was anxious and nervous. We were not together yet it was just anillusion for me to be with him because we had always been friends; the kind of friends that know each other so deep that it seems they had always been together.
That night I was making dinner because afriend of my father had come to the house to talk. After some time, my friend arrived and his name was Larry. Larry arrived to the house as calm and excited as always, hoping to see me and talktogether. We sat at the table that is at the entrance of the kitchen, and we talked about certain things we had done that day as we cooked the dinner together. My dad and his friend were at the living roomtalking, but suddenly, my dad and his friend got up from the couch and went out of the house because they had to talk about very personal things and did not want us to hear them, so they left.
Larryand I stayed at home cooking dinner, but we weren’t totally alone because my sister was upstairs taking a shower. And then, in a moment Larry and I were hugging each other with that warm hug that achild needs when he feels sad. Suddenly, the unexpected happened. The kiss of my entire life was happening, and the man who was kissing me was a very special man. My heart was beating so fast that itseemed it was about to run from my chest, and his breath was so strong that it seemed he was going to explode inside.
I remember many men who had tried to kiss me, but what I knew was that my first...