I don’t mean pecks on the cheek, nor that torrid, heavy necking and petting, hungry and ravenous activity either.

I like to kiss. I can for the better part of an hour kiss without making it escalate into something (more).

Depending on who I’m kissing it could either be torture, or something that will make them realize that they haven’t been kissed before, until they have been kissed by me.

Who do I have to thank for this? Gladys Knight and the Pips. Neither One Of Us. Over, and over.