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I was about 7.
I was over by this lady from church and I was in her sons room.
We were playing on hissed when he held up the sheet and we pulled it over our heads.
It was hot, and it felt tense.
We had agreed that I would be the mom and he would be the dad.
Then we just leaned in and pecked each other slightly on the lips and lay down on the bed.
*insert blank moment*
His sister came in some time later and asked very angrily what we had been doing. We were both very ashamed and kinda shook our heads sheepishly.
She then instructed us to demonstrate what we had been doing.
We briefly kissed.
She claimed that she didn't believe that that was what we had done.
We both insisted that we hadn't done anything else.
But she was very angry and reprimanded us.
Then she made us kiss over and over and over and over again.
I hated it.
His tongue was pushing into my mouth, it felt like spit was everywhere.
We kept trying to explain that we hadn't done that.
But no matter what we said she made us kiss more and more intimately.