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ow about your first kiss? As random, unexpected, wanted or totally embarrassing it was....you must remember this one!?!

I sure can remember mine! I got it while following the curly tail of a grey mouse...

I was in 6^th grade or so, during those endless hours of playing at my school, when I spotted a cute n paradoxical intruder!

My elementary school was surrounded by an infinite to my mind, pine forest, so not rarely we had all sorts of very welcome intruders....Chubby red belly birdies, wild stripy squirrels, little hedgehogs from time to time and of course the ever dreadful colourful caterpillars! This time though it was a quite different case. A lethally cute and very small, furry, baby grey mouse, with curly tail and long whiskers was anxiously running for it's life among the numerous children's screams and laughs n stampings n hands n feet that were trying to capture it or....basically “flatten” it!

I instantly felt as it's destined protector...I had to save it!!

I always found that poor little mice were very much misunderstood and gravely wrongly accused for so many “sins”but it was particularly surprising to me that their charms were usually going unnoticed. So I ran n ran behind it, with my eyes “pinned” on it in order to manage to follow it's wild n erratic path, while pushing or shouting to anyone who was close to successfully harm it.

After only a few minutes and while leaving the school's grounds behind and entering the pine forest, most children had given up gasping for air. I kept going and soon I had the lead with only a few footsteps following me. I could feel my body and lungs desperately urging me to stop, but I wasn't yet sure if the little mouse was out of danger. I kept following it's curly tail for a while until I realised that I was probably the only one hunting it and scaring it to death. I stopped, falling onto my knees, while inside me I was shouting “go little mouse!! run..!! you are safe now...!”

Suddenly, another voice came to shatter what I thought I had achieved...”Don't worry!!!” the voice shouted “I'll kill it for you..!!!!! ”. Fast footsteps passed in front of me and hastily manoeuvred behind the little mouse, until I could see them no more. By now we were well inside the pine forest. I wanted to shout but my childish lungs weren't co-operating any longer. A sharp and high pitched squeak later, my whole body jumped by itself and run towards the noise. My most hated classmate, a boy I was dreading to sit close by or even look at, loud, temperamental and usually smelly was holding violently the little mouse upside down from it's curly tail. The cute mouse looked desperate and continued squeaking and running on thin air. “I'll kill it for you!” he said once more. “let it go! I don't want it killed!!” I said. “NO! I caught it, I'll kill it!! It's a stinky mouse! ” he laughed. I SO wanted to shout how stinky he was, but I feared he'd harm the poor mouse. With his empty hand he grabbed a big stone from the ground “Don't!!!!” I screamed “Why you wanna kill it?!?!” “Because I want to!”he said “Please don't kill it!!” “Then I won't! But only if you give me something else that I want!!” he said calmly. He usually asked to copy other's homework or bullied us until he got what he wanted, so I thought he'd ask again for something similar. “OK!OK!” I said....”so what do you want?”

“A kiss” he said with a big grin on his dirty face. I thought he was joking and that he just wanted me to give up. “Who would ask for a kiss?!? ” I thought. It was totally beyond me....especially when coming from HIM! “What?!!???” I said. “a kiss or I'll kill it” he screamed. “Well, you can kiss it all you want! What do you threaten me for?!!!!” I said back!

His eyes went huge, his face red and just for a moment I thought he'd cry. Instead, he waved his hand with the stone towards the mouse, ready to crush it! “OK! OK! STOP IT!” I screamed scared to death. He made a move towards me but I stopped him shouting “Let it go first!!!” He threw both stone and little mouse on the ground and instantly with a big jump he came in front of me and gave me a light-speed kiss somewhere between my nose, my cheek and my chin...Triangulating those three spots, I suppose he originally targeted my lips, but to my great luck he was very bad at maths! :D

He then run back giggling like a little boy. It was the most innocent thing he'd ever done, that kiss....although with the vilest of means. The little mouse had disappeared as quickly as he did.

Since that day he was even more annoying with me, but I had found his weakness...he was a big softy after all... so I didn't mind him.

So how could I ever forget?!? This incident stayed with me as a pleasant memory, especially because of the unharmed little mouse, which by the way never came back!

My “Playing in love” series is inspired by a sort of unwanted first kiss. Don't get me wrong, mine was totally unwanted and ...Carter, if you are reading this... your breath smelled worse than a rat' s and by the way, if you still don't know, we were calling you Carter the Farter! LOL !!

Anyway, hope you've enjoyed all your Valentine's kisses and every one was sweet and wanted ... ;)