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Write a story about a first or last kiss.

Posted in Valentine's Day on Feb 9, 2024

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Snow

Submitted to Contest #237

It’s morning. My alarm blares through the dark room as I cover my head with my pillow in seek of some solace. The alarm suddenly stops and I’m allowed to breathe again. The pillow is lifted off my head and a familiar hand brushes my messy hair out of my face. “It’s time to wake up” he says. I groan and hide under the covers, hoping if he doesn’t see me, he’ll forget I’m here. The covers are lifted off of me and I’m exposed to the cold air of the room. “Ugh why is it so cold” I mutter as I sit up and reach for the covers once again. His hand ...

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Lie With Me

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I met Susan in 1973 at a dinner hosted by Dan and Rachel, mutual friends who thought we might make a good couple. By the end of the evening, I agreed, and a few days later, I invited Susan for dinner at my apartment. Standing side by side, we chatted while chopping vegetables for a stir fry. When the conversation lagged, I asked Susan if she’d like to hear some music. “How about ‘The Four Seasons,’” she said. I pulled out “Frankie Valli and the Four Seasons’ Greatest Hits.” When the drum solo announced “Big Girls Don’t Cry,” Susan laug...

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Last Kiss

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I've known Jake a long time. Back when the two of us used to lay shirtless underneath the apple tree after a long day. We were children really, when the lines of his face left when he was done smiling and the salt hadn't sprinkled into my hair. Before either one of us had kissed a woman. That’s how it began I suppose, neither of us brave enough to talk to the fairer sex. We told each other everything. After a school field trip where all the boys bragged that they weren’t virgins we admitted to each other that we were and taught each other ho...

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Rain and Roses

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Rosy took a deep breath, and faced her opponent, the winding path before her. If she could steel her nerves, she might finally get some closure. She couldn't allow herself to hope for the best.Behind her, the bustling metropolis of London II warbled quietly as the day ended.She took a step.On either side of her, colourful flowers made from cogs, springs and tin dotted the astroturf. She remembered helping Georgie paint them; how she had laughed, paint smearing her face, at a joke Rosy had told, and how Rosy had seen the sun shine in Georgie'...

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First And... Last

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      She smoothed down her dress and checked her lipstick in the car mirror. Tonight was the night; it was the third date with Darren, and she really liked him. She fixed a flyaway hair, pinning it back into place, heaved a large sigh and started walking toward the restaurant.           The restaurant was on the fancier side, with private rooms instead of open seating. The hostess standing the in the entrance way was dressing in a lovely black dress that sk...

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Electric Reflections

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The couch is a faded forest green velvet, arms rolled in an imitation of an 18th-century English antique, but it is unequivocally comfy, which is why I had hauled it atop my ancient Volkswagen Beetle after finding it abandoned on the side of the road. That couch is the second most important tool of my trade.I sit on the couch staring at the gilded mirror, another miraculous gem saved from the curb. The gilt frame was missing chunks in several locations and had a crack vaguely in the shape of Nevada in the bottom left corner. But a mirror tha...

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How to kiss a lesbian

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On Thursday I had a date. I spent the day oscillating between feeling excited, having dramatic thoughts like “This is the first day of the rest of my life,” and feeling terribly worried. I feared she had accepted my invitation because she’s a nice person and too polite to say no. That I would walk up to greet her and she would look around and say “Oh, where is everyone else?”.  In the afternoon I saw my therapist who gave the advice “Don’t overthink”. When I got home I sat in our kitchen nook with a bowl of popcorn and opened TikTok. ...

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A Parting Kiss

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With timid steps she inched closer to her undoing, each footstep echoing the heavy burden of her heart. She had no idea what to say. She wasn’t even sure she was going the right way; her vision was blurred yet her body sensed his presence was near. Pulling her down the path to her final goodbye, her heart yearned to be with him one last time. Though her soul longed for him, her mind was conflicted. It was taking every ounce of love in her not to just turn away; but she needed to see him – she owed him that much. Yesterday everything was fin...

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Mrs. Crawford

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I don't want to do this today. I should just keep driving to the coast–not tell anyone. Jim wouldn’t feed the cats, though. Dammit! He's so unreliable. I can't leave my babies in a lurch. Why did I choose a man-child? Damn my weakness for blue eyes and tight jeans.I pulled my Prius into the parking lot and took my usual spot near the back entrance, in the shade. It was 6:30 am, but it was already starting to get hot. Going to be a scorcher, I thought, as I pulled out my ID badge, swiped it, and pulled open the building door.“Good morning, An...

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I'll See You Later, Okay?

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Growing up, I was always active. I remember one afternoon; I tore through the house like a Tasmanian devil. I wanted to get in and out as quickly as possible. I knew I probably could’ve peed outside instead, but I’ve always been a girl with standards. I didn’t want to waste a single second of daylight though, so I rushed myself. I sat on top of that porcelain throne with my ass barely touching the seat, squeezed out my bladder and then spun that roll of toilet paper like it was the Wheel of Fortune. I was up and gone in less than a minute.On...

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A Kiss For Kyra

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How can you have so much love for someone you just met?My daughter, Kyra Jane, finally made her entrance into the world today. I love her so much, I could just die.Everyone tried to tell me what to expect. But they could never have prepared me for a day like today.When you're carrying your first child, all kinds of well-meaning people go out of their way to tell you that you can't possibly imagine the depth of love that will flow through your body when you finally hold your newborn in your arms for the first time."It's like nothing you've ev...

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Oh,Linda

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Linda Howlett, knew she was not the most attractive girl on the scene, She attended the local youth club to feel part of the scene. Linda had thick brown curly hair, that prefered to do its own thing ?Partularly when washed it become very frizzy. Recently Linda had started to wear mod clothes. Shorter skirts. Her legs were good, Problem being she had freckles on her face and proturding teeth. How she wished she was pretty like Jill and Sue. Vibrant with warm brown eyes like Viv who many "fellas fancied. It was the seventies, fella, being the...

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Goodbye Kiss

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"Well. Here we are." I look around the hotel room. It's bigger than where we stayed during our honeymoon, five years before. The expansive windows display a glassy, picture-perfect sea. Dots of surfers, their boards coral-pink or sunshine-yellow, dart across the waves. Their happiness mocks me. "I'm going to shower," I mutter, unable to untangle myself from the dark cloud hanging over my head. Jack nods but doesn't say anything. This is a dance we've danced before: when I get upset or sad or angry, I tend to shut him out. Maybe it's why ou...

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TIFFANY AND THE WOMAN IN RED

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 Tiffany Burke is lonely, desperately lonely, and she doesn’t have a clue how to change that fact. Every time she meets someone interesting – and it happens often – there is some reason, usually the presence of a spouse or significant other or kids, that having a relationship would be impossible with them. Tiffany is convinced it is a running joke God is playing on her putting attractive people in her path, then yanking them away when she becomes interested. She knows she should refuse to play along, but she can’t seem to help herself.H...

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Hearts and Kisses

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Valentine's Day was a silly day to have a first date. It'd been years since we went on it, but I specifically remember thinking that. I was 16, standing in front of my old wooden dresser. My foggy reflection stared back at me from the mirror as I dabbed on red lipstick beneath smudgy, black-lined eyes. I was bright, brimming with life.My dad had been in the family room. He was nestled into velvety orange couch cushions, sipping on a warming Budweiser. Scenes from an old Hawaii Five-0 rerun flashed across our small tube TV as I passed, giving...

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