Seale, your a GUY for Gods sake. Now go and change your Top3 IMMEDIATELY 
Coldfire
“You know how complex women are”
- Neil Peart, Rush (1993)
Seale, your a GUY for Gods sake. Now go and change your Top3 IMMEDIATELY
Sometimes, how good a kiss is depends on where you plant it…
I adore kissing. Often I like it better than the actual sex, which in my case often makes me feel as though parts of my anatomy are going to fall off from exertion. But I could just lie there naked with him and kiss for hours… what a picture. Excuse me, I have to go now.
Coldfire, notice Seale didn’t say, “in descending order.” 
Sealemon88- God! Don’t stop NOW!
Best!
Byz
Kissing is great… I love it. However, kissing someone who doesn’t know how to do it properly or can’t be bothered to kiss you before going straight for the bullseye is a drag.
If all else fails, immortality can always be assured by spectacular error.
– John Kenneth Galbraith
Cold… thats cuz when you are great at all three… you dont need to number them… just do them all at once.
I am me… accept it or not.
Re: the “origins” of kissing.
I don’t see why there would necessarily be a practical need that evolved into what we now know as a kiss. All kinds of animals display various impractical behaviors during mating rituals. I think Nature approves of fun.
And before anyone says it, I will beat you to it:
I realize that kisses involve suction and that Nature abhors a vacuum…
In the spirit of Thanksgiving, I’m just trying to put this one back on top.
One of humanity’s greatest inventions.
Good work, kids. Bravo.
I gotta admit, I really really miss smooching. The last time I got to kiss a woman was March 20th, and counting…
Ivick wrote:
You have such a romantic way with words.
tracer: KISS!! was it good for you,too?
Kelli, you told me you would never come back, not even lurk, and now you’re back…well, so am I(new user name) and I’ll come up to NB and nibble on your ear if you can guess who I really am!
Speaking of kissing, I will be in New York City for New Year’s Eve and unless something radical happens in the next couple of weeks, I won’t have anyone to kiss. I’ve decided I am just going to start approaching women who appear to be single and asks if any of them will kiss me at midnight. That is really all I am looking for, a kiss. But a real kiss, a passionate open-mouth, tongue kiss. Wish me luck.
I shared in my most memorable kiss when I arrived back at the Minneapolis airport after two months of basic training in Missouri. My girlfriend was waiting for me as I walked up the concourse. When I stepped out of the walkway, she flung herself into my arms and kissed me with a passion I didn’t know existed. I even tasted the saltiness of the tears that were streaming down her cheeks. She cried, hugged me tight, and kissed me again and again.
I remember feeling several emotions: Supreme joy, boundless pride, relief, and a kind of spiritual union.
sigh I got a “Dear John” letter a few weeks later after I had returned to base.
But, ah, that kiss…exquisite!