I remember the very first time I ever kissed a boy.  We were at summer camp and we had just come back from a summer dance and I had just found out that this particular boy had had a crush on me the entire summer.  He was cute enough and I have to admit I had romantic thoughts about him more than once.

I was 14 years old at the time and my friend somehow managed to have this boy and I meet behind the wall tents after lights out.  As we were both very shy I am not sure how the kids actually came about.  To this day I still swear that he kissed me, but if you ask him he says I kissed him first.

Ten years later, we are still very good friends.  There was never another kiss as we both found love before we came back to camp the next summer.  It is kind of funny how romances have come and gone and yet our friendship remains strong to this day.