I have always grown up being quite an animal lover. When I was young there was a pup I had that always had a red rocket. At first, I ignored it and just paid it no mind. However, my Pop Pop saw it one time and yelled at him to put his red lipstick away. I didn’t know that fur friends wore lipstick, so I giggled at the comment. When I and my best friend were hanging around on my bed later the lipstick again showed up. Although, this time I knew what was up and leaned down to put the lipstick on my own lips. After all, my Mommy always said to stay out of her but she never mentioned anything about our fur friend. I traced my lips with his lipstick and licked the tip of it. Suddenly he gripped his paws across the back of my head and began shoving himself into my mouth. I cried out and Pop opened the door remarking that I had done it now. He said I had to finish him off since I got him all riled up and even pushed the back of my head so the fur friend could finish in my mouth. This was my first encounter with them. There were many more to come after him.