<human>: Summarize the given text in a few sentences.

Let me preface this story by saying this was a few years ago. I was a  junior in high school and at this point I had never kissed anybody/held anybody's hand/been on a real date. 

I had gone out with a group of people I normally don't find myself with out of sheer boredom one Friday night. We had gone to a local restaurant and then a movie, me driving two other girls. After the movie we headed back to one of the boy's houses and hung there for a bit. One of the girls I had driven needed to get home so we all left the house. 

I got home after dropping them off and had a text from the boy whose house we were at, telling me he was bored and asking me to come back over. I was beside myself but agreed. When I got there we watched some TV and then he asked if I wanted a tour of his house. 

We found ourselves in his room, me on a chair and him sitting on his bed next to it. Here is the conversation that transpired:

Him: What do you want to do?

Me: (trying to be cute) I don't care, you pick.

Him: (inching closer to me) I can't think of anything.

Me: Just pick something, anything!

Him: (is now practically on top of me) Anything?

Me: Sure!

Him: (kisses me for a few seconds and then pulls away) Is this okay?

Me: (stuttering) I-I've never kissed anyone before. Well, one time my dog licked the inside of my mouth but that's it....

Him: (looking repulsed) Why don't we just go back upstairs?

Needless to say I killed the mood. And the possibility of anything else. Guess not everyone is into dogs. Oh well, it makes for a killer story nowadays.
<bot>: Went to second base with my dog and then bragged about it with the first boy who ever wanted to touch me.