When I was in elementary school, we wore dresses to school. It could be embarrassing while climbing on the monkey bars. I liked the swing. I would see how high I could go and had visions of going over the top.
As I was swinging, I started wondering why adults liked to kiss each other. I wanted to find out what it was like to kiss a boy. I saw my little red headed friend, Wayne Manning across the playground. I jumped out of the swing into the sand and yelled, "I'm gunna kiss you Wayne Manning!" I chased him all around the playground. I knew I could catch him. I tackled him and planted a kiss on his lips. It felt kind of warm and wet. "What was so great about that?" I thought to myself. "I don't understand adults, especially movie stars with their Hollywood kisses."
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