Kathy Douglas, the girl next door, was willing to be Dale Evans, but only if I would also play in her playhouse and be the Daddy.
Yippy ky yay!
When pretty young, a ‘big’ girl across the street got me down and held my face above some dog poo and made me say “I love you.”
A few days later, as she was playing in her back yard, an errant rock hit her in the head.
After our parents heard the whole story, we both just got a talking to. We were OK after that. :)