"Why not post another awkward story from my past love life?" I said to myself.

"Great idea!" myself said back. It is Friday, after all. Let's get crazy.

- - - Presenting the story of my first kiss - - -

Allow me to be brief.

It was rough. Literally. 

The boy hadn't shaved his face for a couple days so there was prominent stubble.

It made me think of the camel I once fed at San Diego Zoo. Their lips are surrounded by very rough, bristly hair. Those slobbery camel lips basically made out with the palm of my hand I know what I'm talking about.

So, yes. My first kiss reminded me of a slobbery, hairy-lipped camel.