When I was about ten or eleven I had my first girl-on-girl experience with Michelle next door. We would play games like 'Doctor and Nurse' and 'Boss and Secretary'. She had this really springy bed and at a convenient point in the story, we would turn the lights off and leap onto the bed rolling around and eventually grinding into each other until we came. They were very intense orgasms. I don't think I really had much awareness of what I was doing, only that I thought about it a lot, and wanted to do it with her a lot.
We had a snog when I was about twelve which was really the end of it all. We were lying on her couch and our faces were really close and we suddenly started to kiss. A proper open-mouthed kiss. It felt a lot more intimate than anything we had ever done in the dark in her bedroom and I left her house that day thinking that we really ought to never do that again. It made me feel really uncomfortable and for years afterwards I wondered if I was a lesbian.
We moved away shortly after that and we lost touch although she went on to become something of a socialite and I used to read about her in magazines and newspapers and whenever I saw a picture of her I'd think... 'I snogged her!'