I was 12, my friends told me P., who was also 12, wanted to be my girlfriend.
I thought. "Hey, I've never had a girlfriend, it should be interesting".
They also told me she was, at that moment, in front of E.'s house.
So I went to E.'s house, found P. And without any prelude -or any hesitation- I asked her:
"Do you want to be my girlfriend?"
"I've been waiting all my life for this moment", she said, embraced me (or rather, hung to my neck) and gave me an extraordinary French kiss.
At 12, P. kissed better than some 30 year olds.
We "went steady" for about 2 months. I learned a lot. The last thing I heard from P., she was a dancer with Olga Breeskin (Olga is a voluptous violinist with a sexy ballet production, and was very very famous in the late 70s/early 80s).
Olga Breeskin today