Kissing Kimberly − October, 1998
On the long bus ride home, I sat in the very front seat with a girl named Kimberly. We would hide under a jacket, and steal kisses as the bus lumbered across the lush countryside.
On the long bus ride home, I sat in the very front seat with a girl named Kimberly. We would hide under a jacket, and steal kisses as the bus lumbered across the lush countryside.
