13, we had been hanging out in the classroom at lunchtime on a wet day. The bell went indicating the end of lunch, I stood up to go, she grabbed me by the front of her shirt and stuck her tongue down my throat, not that I was complaining mind you. She could have dispatched the wrigleys first though. I can still remember the light-headedness and the weakness in the knees..... ah those were the days.....


"When will my wife understand that the "silent treatment" isnt actually a punishment?"