A Secret Grave 86: First Kiss


One experience Janet described that was of particular interest had to do with the trashing of Leonard’s greenhouse. Roy was blamed for the event, but Roy was innocent. “I know,” Janet told me, “because I was with him that night.” At thirteen, Janet was a bit of a daredevil, part tomboy, part (although she wasn’t yet fully aware of it) sexy vamp. She had a major crush on Roy, who rarely had the time of day for her. She was in the eighth grade, he was in the tenth, so she wasn’t on his radar … until one afternoon at his house when she was studying for a history exam with Victor. The two were lying side-by-side on the living room floor surrounded by books and papers when Roy came in and accidentally on purpose knocked over her glass of Coke.



Janet, thirteen, on family vacation trouble, Lostinawave, https://creativecommons.org/licenses/by/4.0/


This led to a fight. There were soggy brown splashes of Coke all over Evelyn’s white Berber carpet, and Janet jumped up and grabbed Roy by the arm, digging her fingers so hard into his skin she left bruise marks.“You clean that up, shit head,” she yelled. “Yeah, make me,” he countered, prying her hands off him and staring fiercely into her eyes. That might have been the moment he first truly noticed her, an adolescent girl who was no longer a child, who had breasts and beautiful long legs and a kissable mouth. The two began to tussle, and while she scratched and punched at him and even tried kneeing him between the legs, he was able to get her into a full body grip with one of his arms wrapped tightly around her neck. “So what’re you going to do now, huh, huh?” he sneered. “Lemme go!” she howled, still attempting to kick at him. “Not until you admit you’re my slave.”

Well, she wouldn’t admit to any such thing and eventually he let go of her, but in that moment of close physical contact a heat rose between them, an attraction that was strong enough to turn both their faces bright red.



Roy & Janet, aged 15 and 13, respectively Funkin’the 70’s 011, Fernando de Sousa/ Between Classes, Ed Uthman https://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-sa/4.0/


From then on they were ultra aware of one another, touching one another under the guise of fighting, goading one another with taunts and sly comments, accusing one another of nonexistent offenses. “You’re so ugly no boy would want you,” Roy would declare. “Bet you’ve never even been kissed.” One afternoon behind the greenhouse he actually did kiss her, a kiss that started with a struggle and tightly closed lips but then turned soft and sultry, with Roy’s tongue entering her mouth, and the two of them suddenly panting with desire. When they pulled apart, Roy lit a cigarette for them to share. “How far have you actually gone with a boy?” he asked.

“Not as far as you’d like.”

He thought about that for a minute. Then he said, “Bet you wouldn’t have the guts to sneak out of your house and meet me one night.”


To be continued…


Cover photo ~ sean & marisa, Jesse Jacobson, https://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-sa/4.0/

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