Well, I can't say my first kiss was this innocent. Nor did I high five my parent's friends after either. My first kiss actually happened in kindergarten (which doesn't technically count), and then the next was my sophomore year in high school. It happened in the back seat of a pickup truck. I was sitting on his lap because there were so many of us squished in the truck ... and he kissed me. Ugh. Really? In the backseat of a pickup truck? With five other people? Lame.
However, my most recent first kiss (and hopefully the last first kiss) was the BEST first kiss ever and makes every girl jealous. It was night time, and I was standing outside of a house in a circle, chatting with a bunch of guys. The man charged through the circle, grabbed my face, pushed me backwards to get outside of the circle, and kissed me. Romantic. Hot. Sexy. Love. And then I asked him what he was doing (I really am not fond of hardcore PDA). So I took him into the bathroom, where we made out the right way.
peace and love.