I cannot remember a first date. Although, in junior high, a boy asked me to come to his house to meet his mom, after school. I should have asked where he lived, but I didn't. We seemed to walk for miles, in the opposite direction of my house. We talked and he held my hand all the way. I was so tired after we got to his house. His mom was very nice, but now I had a very long walk to my house. He walked me back to school, then I walked the rest of the way home.
I think you could guess that I never went anywhere with him again. I did not appreciate that he withheld how far his house was from the school, and didn't give me the opportunity to decide for myself if I wanted to go with him.