I wasn’t expecting that
I had never kissed a girl before, but as soon as her lips touched mine, I got a hard-on. I was embarrassed, and was afraid she might see it. I got my first girlfriend the summer of 62, when I was 13 years old. They moved into the house two doors down from ours. I noticed her right away. She had shoulder-length strawberry blonde hair, was about 5 ft tall, with an athletic body, a result of all the swimming she did. It was her face that hooked me. She was the most beautiful girl I’ve ever seen. It took me a few days, but I finally got up the nerve to introduce myself to her. She was really easy to talk to, and I got the impression she might have liked me a little …