I'm 98% certain that her name was Ashley. We were four years old and we met at a daycare center. She was pretty, big brown eyes, shoulder length brunette hair, and those cute childish features practically everyone has at that age. We fought a lot. We weren't even friends. But she was pretty.
One day during nap time she chose the cot next to mine and we huddled whispering to each other. We apologized for fighting all morning and we decided to make it up to one and other but we didn't have any sort of frame of reference on how exactly to do that. Well.... I didn't.
She leaned in and told me she'll just do what her mommy does after she says sorry to her daddy. She asked me to pull my pants down a little bit. Yeah. That whole thing kids do - "Show me yours and I'll show you mine," that's not exactly what happened here.
Now bare in mind we were both just kids, not that it makes it any less awkward to talk about sometimes, but she leaned towards my exposed penis and gave it a kiss. Now, I didn't have the capacity to realize what exactly was going on. Nor did I know what was between a girls legs until she pulled her pants down a ways and told me to kiss hers... I happily obliged, of course! I mean this is what her mommy and daddy do to make up after a fight, I was just being an adult about the whole thing.
Looking back on it, I can't help but wonder what sort of home life she had growing up...
Shortly after that she moved away for a few years. She came back and I recognized her at school immediately. I never mentioned it to her though. To this day, I'd be very surprised if she even remembers that day. She never said anything about it all the way up through high school and beyond.
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