I was still a child when I noticed something was off about our house rules.
Perhaps thanks to the influence of our mother, the kiss demon, my four sisters and I would take pretty much any excuse we could to share a kiss.
Good morning kisses, goodnight kisses, and of course, kisses before picking up a call or going to the bathroom.
Since they were all girls and I was the only man in the house, the rules said they had to kiss me.