It All Began With a Kiss

I suppose it all really starts with that first look, when your heart flutters and you dream about what it would be like to press your lips against hers. But when the first kiss happens, that's when the true magic begins and the floodgates open (so to speak).

I can still remember my first kiss. I was a wee girl of 12. She smelled so good and her lips were so soft. Everything I thought I loved about girls and women, I knew to be true in that moment. And my love for women only grew from that day, through my teen years and on into adulthood.