Vitarius
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This happened at school. I was 13 or 14 years old.
There was this girl who seemed to be flirting with me. She joked about the idea of kissing me and I took that as an invitation from her .
So when class ended and we were leaving school, I walked to her and tried to kiss her. And to my surprise, she turned her face away from me .
And worse: we were not alone. Her female friend was there too and she saw me humiliating myself. And she said something like "poor him" .
I tried to escape this embarrassing situation by lying that I wasn't seriously trying to kiss her and that in reality I intended to save my first kiss for "someone special" . I'm not sure if they believed me, but their words were as if they did (they could be lying so they don't embarrass me even more).
That was the first and last time I tried something so explicitly with a woman (if I haven't forgotten some other occasion). I also think this was the only time I was explicitly rejected.
The funny thing is that for a while I genuinely forgot about that day; it's as if my brain tried to eliminate this embarrassing memory. It's even hard to believe how brave I was one day.
There was this girl who seemed to be flirting with me. She joked about the idea of kissing me and I took that as an invitation from her .
So when class ended and we were leaving school, I walked to her and tried to kiss her. And to my surprise, she turned her face away from me .
And worse: we were not alone. Her female friend was there too and she saw me humiliating myself. And she said something like "poor him" .
I tried to escape this embarrassing situation by lying that I wasn't seriously trying to kiss her and that in reality I intended to save my first kiss for "someone special" . I'm not sure if they believed me, but their words were as if they did (they could be lying so they don't embarrass me even more).
That was the first and last time I tried something so explicitly with a woman (if I haven't forgotten some other occasion). I also think this was the only time I was explicitly rejected.
The funny thing is that for a while I genuinely forgot about that day; it's as if my brain tried to eliminate this embarrassing memory. It's even hard to believe how brave I was one day.
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