So on the business of kissing. This girl who’ve I’ve been experimenting with. I mean with the kisses. She’s a good kisser. She’s taught me a lot in that department. But she finally said to me, “Dante, I think that when you kiss me, you’re kissing someone else.” “Yeah,” I said. “Guess so.” “Are you kissing another girl? Or are you kissing a boy?” I thought that was a very interesting and forward question. “A boy,” I said. “Anyone I know?” she asked. “No,” I said. “I think I’m just making up a boy in my head.”
