Bridget irl: kissing frogs

Frog is perhaps a harsh description, and he did not turn into Prince Charming. That was my first kiss I am describing. I was pimped out in the club on my first night out.

My friend, who had way too much to drink and found himself on stage at one point, handed me to people to dance with. Pimped out is a slight exaggeration considering he wasn’t expecting me to sleep with them. But it’s bizarre being handed to someone to see if they think you’re attractive and grinding on them.

I didn’t kiss the guy who was quite attractive. I got to stuck tongues with a five at best from what I can remember from my alcohol subdued state. The worst part of that was we sat near him in McDonald’s after. I could not look at him.

I think the thought process was I was 18 and needed to get it over. The irony. Still it served a purpose. I haven’t kissed anyone in the club since.