Chapter 105 First Time

• All girls dream of their first kiss, their first love. We romanticise it to the point of creating a great anticipation. I was no different, even though I was engrossed in my studies and books; I let my imagination wander and longed for that fairy-tale prince to rescue me from my routine and unnoticed life.
• However, my first brush of that kind was with Luis, the most unpleasant and revolting experience I could have ever endured. I washed my mouth out for days and had no intention of ever doing that again. My initial experience was a far cry from the idyllic and romantic descriptions I read in all the love stories.
• Then came my night of madness when I drank so much alcohol that I can't remember if I felt anything with those kisses; it's all hazy in my memory. As if it were a bad dream, had it not been for my children as evidence that it truly happened, I would have completely forgotten it because I don't even remember the other act, whether it hurt or not. That's why I consider this kiss that Christian has just given me as the first.