Women want kisses taken from them. It empowers them to estimate a man’s confidence and permits them to swoon invisibly and on the sly. Most boys would rather swallow dead bees than risk rejection. Kisses for them are leaps. That’s why they close their eyes.
My first kiss had little good to say about itself. An older girl asked me out. She had her driver’s license.
When she brought me back home, it was raining. I said, “Can I kiss you?”
I never asked to kiss a girl again.