FIRST FRENCH KISS

As a boy, I had a fort in a far corner of my backyard, made out of four refrigerator shipping boxes. On summer nights, I'd sleep in the fort. Norma lived next door & would sneak out of her bedroom window and join me. One night, she told me her girlfriend said there was a way of kissing where the tongues touch. We were curious.
"Do you want to try it?"
"I guess so, do you?"
"Ya."
Thirty minutes later we were wet with sweat, and our faces ached. It was head-dazzling, and very wonderful. Norma was blond and flawless. We both were. Who isn't at nine? We were happy c***dren, and we blissfully fucked each other at every opportunity we could grab. I suppose we each could have been arrested for having sex with a minor.
Norma, if you're out there, send me an email!