As I was going through a bunch of old photographs, I found this one.
His name was Scott and he was my first kiss. (Even before I kissed a girl!) We were both 10 and he had the bunk underneath of mine at church camp. The entire two weeks we were inseperable; it only seemed right that on our last night together we should give each other a long kiss outside the circle of the sing-along campfire. I wonder where he is now and if he ended up gay too.
So I kissed and told. How about you? When was your first kiss and what was it like?