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Originally Posted by jkjoshuatree
I was thirteen and she was a much older (fifteen) and much more experienced woman. She scared the living daylights out of me... Actually, she asked me. Sorry-my mind has a hard time accepting that fact (I guess it's a male-pride thing).
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Wow...The exact same thing "happened" to me, at the same age -- except I was "in training" for all of Winnipesaukee's summer: Just that one summer, though. She wasn't to be seen for a few years.
Four years later, I asked her to be my Senior Prom date -- on Brewster's Mt. Washington cruise.
Many years later, she told me that she was engaged to be married at the time!
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Originally Posted by jkjoshuatree
I never saw her after that weekend...I tell myself it was because I was so smooth and charming that she just couldn't handle my animal magnetism. But I know (as well as all men do) that my first kiss was one of the most terrifying, exciting, bewildering, and confusing things that ever happened to me. And I wouldn't change one second of it for the world.
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OK, here's where it changes: Thanks to e-mail, we're still Best Friends after all these years. (And we'll both be soon attending the marriage of mutual friends -- who also met at Winnipesaukee).
>>Sigh<<
