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My first peck on the lips was probably the worst ever. It's actually quite amazing how bad and unromantic the setting was. So I was 15 and I had been dating my first real girlfriend for three months or so. For a long time I had been wanting to kiss her but was too shy to ask. Finally, one day, I decided that this would be the day. My girlfriend and me went to the same high school, which was located in a different city. We always went there together by train (we don't have subways or school buses in Switzerland) and came back again together by train. The day of my first kiss was an exceptionally gloomy January day. It was raining, it was incredibly cold, there was this watery grey snow slush lying everywhere and when we arrived back in our hometown, it was already dark because it was 6pm or so and it was rush hour, so there were tons of grumpy people hurrying past us to go home as quickly as possible. It was the kind of atmosphere you want to leave behind as fast as possible, go home and snuggle up under a blanket.
So for some strange reason I don't remember anymore, I decided that this unfitting atmosphere was good for having our first kiss. My girlfriend already said bye and wanted to go home, when I held her back and shyly asked "Uhm... can we maybe have a goodbye kiss today?" Now, what I meant was a real kiss with tongue. Instead, my girlfriend (who was a rather cold, boyish person) just smiled, gave me a quick peck on the lips, said "okay bye!" and walked away. The whole thing happened so fast I had no chance to get what was going on. I still see myself standing there in the cold rain with other commuters hurrying past me, confusingly looking at my girlfriend walking away (she didn't even look back) and wondering what had just happened.
My first real (French kiss) on the other hand was the best kiss ever :-). Ironically, it was with the same girlfriend. Another few months later, I went to bath in a hot spring close to where we live with my girlfriend, her mom and siblings. The place was quite big and there were not a lot of people. Her mom left us alone so we could have some teenager-privacy ;-). At one point, my girlfriend and me found ourselves completely on our own in this big pool. There were lights under the water and it was already close to midnight, so the atmosphere was very romantic. My girlfriend and me were kind of fooling around and trying to kiss under water. At one, when we were doing this peck-kissing under water, we had to get back1