One of my favorite memories is the time we painted the bedroom, naked. It was night and the neighbor's were home, and we didn't have curtains up yet. There's only one window that faces their house, and it's very doubtful they looked out and saw anything, but it was sort of an added thrill, knowing that we were enjoying our new first home, laying on a fresh coat of paint, in a room that would soon be a center to our lovemaking.
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