Her name was. She lived across the street from me. We both collected stamps when were we younger and would use that as a reason to go to her room to 'look at stamps', where we would usually just lay there giving each other giant hugs that would last until we heard someone footsteps coming. Big Booty Blk wants anal. We were in the 4th or 5th grade. I can still remember her brown hair and her clear eyes. It turns out that they were moving away, and although our parents were friendly, it was highly unlikely that I would really her again. After they moved we went out to where they were living and to have dinner. After dinner and I snuck away and climbed up to the top floor of the barn that they were building. We were sitting there on the edge looking out over the trees and into the valley when we both leaned in and had our first, and only, romantic kiss. I remember it forever.