Two hundred and seven

On my way to Vancouver, but first one more first kiss story from Gibsons.  Rita is from Ontario, visiting family on the sunshine coast for a few days.  I’m a sucker for these romantic stories…

Gibsons waterfront in a break from the rain


“This is the best first kiss ever in my entire life.  I was running a social group for lesbians in Etobicoke and Mississauga.  We had an event at a karaoke bar.  I spent the evening meeting new members and greeting old members. I just finished singing a song with friends.  When I got down, there was Jan sitting at bar.  I asked her if she wanted to join Women of the West End?  Jan asked me ‘what do you guys do’?  I explained we got together for games, social events.  ‘As long as we don’t have to play Scrabble’, she replied.  I sat down next to her and we talked all night.  We ended up leaving together.  As we walked out of the bar together, we kissed. It was mind blowing amazing.”

“Who kissed who?” my friend Meredith asked.  “If you asked me, she did.  If you asked her, I did,” Rita said.  “What’s cute is after that initial meeting, from that day on we’ve not been apart for more than seven days in the last seventeen years.”