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First night I spent with my first love I showed up at her door with 7 roses, 6 white, 1 red (meaning to everything from the number of roses and what not, kind of personal). So, then took her out to a nice dinner, and went to my favorite room at a plush local hotel; the fountain/fireplace room they have, way off the wayside, and hardly anyone is there. Then walked around the lake at that hotel, then drove up to an overlook of the city, built a fire and drank wine while staring at the stars. Then, made love till the sun rose.
The most romantic thing ever done to/for me. When the sun rose that morning I looked up and said "Look at the beautiful sunrise" only to have my head pulled back down for more love making.
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