2008-02-29 06:06 pm
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Mexico: secluded alcove on the beach, late Friday evening

Grabbing a spare blanket from the room, Johnny packed a small ice cooler of beer, and he and Savannah made their way down to the beach, walking along the shoreline until they came to a small alcove that seemed completely private.

After spreading the blanket out on the warm sand, Johnny sat down next to Savannah and smiled, asking her, "Beer first? Me second?"

[For the girlfriend, please. And most likely will be NWS.]