I hate to be soppy, but the 1st time my girlfriend came to visit me at university. She was my first love. We hadn't managed to see each other for months, it was a warm spring day and we spent it walking around parks, sitting cafes or by the river, talking and not talking and just enjoying being in each other company. I have never been so at peace and happy just to be. To cap it off, that night was the first time we made love (and I mean we really made love, none of this mearly having sex). Perfect!