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A kiss is what starts it all. You may have been exchanging glances or trying to touch each other awkwardly for some time, but the true turning point is always sealing the first kiss. On the other hand, even for couples that have been dating for a while it’s never too late to learn the art of romantic kisses to bring more tenderness into your relationships. The following guide will cast some light on how to kiss a boy romantically, for the first time ever or otherwise. How to Initiate a Kiss It’s always good to keep your would-be boyfriend or partner on the same page with you. When in a relationship, you have this benefit of learning to read your boy’s mood.  If you are new to each other, just relax and pay attention to some common signs that he wouldn’t mind locking lips with you, including but not limited to returning your glances or keeping his eyes on you, gently leaning towards you, lowering his voice or softly touching you occasionally. If you feel that it may b

Falling madly, deeply in love with another person is a magical feeling. You want to shout it from the rooftops and let the whole world know. There are countless movies about falling in love, along with hundreds of self-help books that are guiding us in this direction. People are more than happy to share their experiences of falling hard for another person. They describe how fast the butterflies came the first time they kissed, or how they "just knew" when they saw the other person. But, no one really talks about  falling out of love . It's not so easy to describe, and sometimes you can’t really put your finger on this feeling. You question this emotion when it comes along. Is this just a rocky road in my relationship? Will this pass? And honestly, falling out of love isn’t so black-and-white. It could be that you two have just ended the honeymoon phase and reality has now set in. Or, you and your partner have hit a rough patch, which every relationship will l

I don't know if it was a local specialty, but growing up, the girls in my school were obsessed with queefing. Instead of jumping rope at recess, the girls were standing in a ring, legs apart, knees bent, like warriors preparing for battle, releasing a cacophony of vagina farts. Queefs were all the rage. I, however, hadn't mastered the skill. The girls who could do the vagina farts were like the Japanese mountain monkeys that get to sit in the geothermal hot springs all winter. If you couldn't do it, you were left out in the snow until you had learned your lesson, or graduated. I had tried but failed many times to accomplish even a single queef. Some girls had the technique down to a T, so much so that they could apply roll-on lip gloss with one hand and fist pump the air with the other while letting out multiple farts. It was worrying. I was not one of the popular girls, and if I couldn't even do a queef properly, what chances had I to ever impress a boy? D