woman meets a man in a bar. They talk; they connect; they end up
> leaving together. They get back to his place. As he shows her around
> his apartment, she notices that one wall of his bedroom is
> completely filled with soft, sweet, cuddly teddy bears.
> 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 collection of
> Teddy Bears. She doesn't mention this to him but quite impressed by
> his sensitive side.
>
> They share a bottle of wine and continue talking. After a
> while, she finds herself thinking, "Oh my God! Maybe, this guy could
be the one! Maybe he could be the future father of my children?" She
turns to him and kisses him lightly on the lips. He responds warmly. 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. She is so overwhelmed that
> she responds with more passion, more creativity, more heat than she
> has ever known.
>
> 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:
> ...
> ...
> ...
> "Help yourself to any prize from the middle shelf."