What a guy
>A woman meets a man in a bar. They talk; they connect; they end up
>leaving together. They get back to his place, and as he shows her
>around his apartment, she notices that one wall of his bedroom is
>completely filled with soft, sweet, cuddly teddy bears.
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>There are three shelves in the bedroom with hundreds and hundreds of
>cute, cuddly teddy bears, carefully placed in rows covering the entire
>wall! It was obvious that he had taken quite some time to lovingly
>arrange them and she was immediately touched by the amount of thought
>he had put into organizing the display. There were small bears all
>along the bottom shelf, medium-sized bears covering the length of the
>middle shelf, and huge, enormous bears running all the way along the
>top shelf. She found it strange for an obviously masculine guy to have
>such a large a collection of Teddy Bears, but doesn't mention this to
>him, and actually was quite impressed by his sensitive side.
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>They share a bottle of wine and continue talking and, after a while,
>she finds herself thinking, "Oh my God! Maybe, this guy could be the
>one! Maybe he could be the future father my children?" She turns to him
>and kisses him lightly on the lips. He responds warmly.
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>They continue to kiss, the passion builds, and he romantically lifts
>her in his arms and carries her into his bedroom where they rip off
>each other's clothes and make hot, steamy love.
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>She is so overwhelmed that she responds with more passion, more
>creativity, more heat than she has ever known, and even did a few
>things she had never done with any other man.
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>After an intense, explosive night of raw passion with this sensitive
>guy, they are lying there together in the afterglow. The woman rolls
>over, gently strokes his chest and asks coyly, "Well, how was it?"
>The guy gently smiles at her, strokes her cheek, looks deeply into her
>eyes, and says......................
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>"Help yourself to any prize from the middle shelf!"
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