Alright, so not exactly "dating" her yet, but we had a first date, and we were making out toward the end, and it was like kissing Hannibal Lecter - sort of frightening. She was practically sucking my lips off. At one point, I think the lower part of my face was in her mouth. I have never experienced anything like that in all my days of kissing. Then I started thinking about that scene in "Something About Mary" where Mary says "Hows my stomach taste?" And Healy responds, "Ha! Hows my stomach taste, she says." Thinking of that line was about the only enjoyable part of the whole experience.
So, how do I deal with this? Perhaps even complicating matters, is her repeated statements in phone conversations and texts since that night about what I great kisser I am. Not making that up. Ugh. Seriously, any suggestions??