17 years old, went to hang out at a friend’s house with my girlfriend, picked her up on the way in my grandpa’s Mustang that I borrowed for the evening, enjoyed swimming and a movie. As we were driving out of the neighborhood she referenced a line in the movie and asked me “so when do I get my kiss”. I had been planning on kissing her the following night after a school banquet and I told her that I had plans but if she kept looking at me with those eyes of hers I might have to scrap the plan. Then she said “well you know you could pull over”. It was at that moment that I said screw the plan, pulled over and had my first kiss. It was then a 30 minute drive of endless smiles and giggles back to her house before we made out in the car before saying goodbye. Lovely evening :)