For many of my teenage years, I never thought about whether I was going to be a real respectful friend for a girl. Maybe more honestly, I didn’t think I could be friend with a girl without sexual implication. As first a child and then a young man, I admired friendship when I saw others or heard them talk about how wonderful a good friendship can be or read about how friendship with the opposite sex can be enjoyable and joyful. Don’t get me wrong, this didn’t mean that I didn’t have friends at all. But, true friendship with a girl like the one I was going to develop with Yvalia was like a new world for me. These five bold font words in the preceding sentence are big words. Yes, they’re Powerful, Intimidating, and Splendid. These are words for heroes, for those who brave the impossible, who can control the part of their bodies below the belly button, and make the real difference between friendship and relationship with the opposite sex.
Armed with my enthusiasm and good intention as a self-described “protector,” I set out to write The First and Last Kiss; this book talks about how people of opposite sexes can benefit from a true friendship, but this book also explains the story of a seven-year-old girl abused by her oldest brother. I began the story with the circumstance that led to my wonderful friendship with Yvalia.
Each time I talked to Yvalia, the fiery, disgusting feeling against Yve, Yvalia’s brother, who was the rapist or abuser, got my frustration at the highest level. Even today, I am still asking how a brother has the guts to have sex with his own little sister no matter how old he is. And what pushes a brother to take the virginity of his own sister.
Listening to Yvalia, I felt a rush of empowered dignity, true friendship, and profound respect. This is the person that I became in order to help my unforgettable friendship with Yvalia. Internally and externally, I triumphed with my friendship with her. Yes, I was able to support her, give her good advice, study with her, go so boldly, and take a firm stand so bravely. Then, I avoided committing unwanted mistakes that could jeopardize my friendship with her.
After you have wisely purchased this book and read it, you have my permission to use it as the best example to prove that people from opposite sexes can be friends without having sexual implication. You are also free to undoubtedly unveil your criticisms about it. I think your criticisms will be like flavors making this book one of the best of its kind because my most significant, esteemed, and brave commentator isn’t somebody else but you, for you spent your money to buy this book.
I considered you as a new agent who will say no to the sexual abuses against kids. Everything in this book is real, and you must be prepared to laugh, cry, and think about this reality. You can no longer be confused about friendship and sexual relationships. You also won’t condemn me for the way the first kiss happened—you won’t judge me bad because I let the first kiss be the last based on the circumstance of the time. Whether you can admit this, the end of this wonderful book will reveal to you the natural side of a wonderful friendship.
I am a writer, not a psychologist. My insights come primarily from my own experiences and from experiences of other friends that I grew up with.
In light of this, I want to make it clear that this book is not meant to be a manual that teaches you how you should develop your friendship with anyone.
I believe everyone probably has something good to learn from their experiences.

One thing I frequently see happen is the confusion between friendship and relationship. Even though I shared a kiss with my best friend, Yvalia, it had nothing to do with intercourse or planned sex acts.
What happens nowadays is that millions of people can’t really enjoy the best outcomes from friendship because of uncontrollable male voracity to have sex. Why a girl or a woman often has to say, for example, I don’t understand what he wants from me. I love sex more than any other man on earth, but I didn’t let this physiological need interfere or stop me from enjoying the true and pure friendship love that I developed with Yvalia. Only one thing that happened between her and me was the First and Last Kiss.

Where to begin this true story? I really didn’t know at first, but in looking back at all the good and difficult moments when I was a teen, everything—such ideas, images, memories—started flowing in my mind incessantly.
Today, I am not sure why I felt compelled to write down this story in the first place, so the sentiment of motivation that stimulates me to tell this story is very strong for some reason that I now still can’t explain. I feel at this moment I must do my best to tell it if for no other reason than to finally say no to abuses against young children.
This story is, above all, a story about a wonderful friendship, and it has plenty of emotional aspects, but it is also rich with good advice. At the same time, it is a story of a young girl who has been sexually abused by her own brother.
This is a powerful tale of true friendship.
I want to warn you that this story is charming and moving, so don’t miss a sentence from each chapter because this book is going to switch on a sleeping light in you. I am more than convinced that you will love it. This book is very easy to read, but it is an extraordinary book, for it is touching. I am sure you won’t soon forget it.