That was until the fateful day when Dan and her parents moved away. Yes “her” parents, you see Dan was short for Danielle. Although she was a girl...she was very much a tom-boy, sometimes much tougher than me! At our young age it’s sometimes hard to tell the difference between girls and boys but now, looking back at old photo’s, it was quite obvious, really, even with her short hair, that Dan was going to be a stunner one day, especially if you had seen her mother.Dan leaving left a great void in. I had been kissed before, but this was nothing like those wet, slobbery doggy kisses that I’d been given by Saeed. Robbie’s lips were soft and full, and slightly moist in the very centre. Kissing him was an absolute pleasure.This much would be what I would tell my children. But what I’m going to tell you is much too explicit for their non-existent little ears.I’m going to tell you about everything that Robbie and I did, from early exploration to popping my cherry, and everything in between.. She remembered an elderly female colleague who had often mentioned an open-air bathing pond in the North West reaches of her native city and she had walked past it many times in the summer, without paying too much attention. She doubted that nudity would be permitted there, in fact she had heard her colleague mention more than once that the lifeguards were real dragon-ladies! Before going up to bed, she looked out her skimpiest bikini, more like dental floss, as a former boy-friend had. Just looking at him I felt a bit better, and couldn’t help but wonder if I’d ever have a chance with him. “You don’t look so well, mate. Are you alright?” he’d intoned softly. I learned later that he had figured out that I had a rotten headache, and didn’t want to bother it and ruin his chances on getting to know me. “Yeah, I’m fine. I think I might have overdone it a bit is all. “ I tried to smile and laugh it off. But as we sat there and had our breakfasts, I’d ended up ordering some.