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.
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 is quite impressed by his
sensitive side.
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 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, and even did a few
things she had never done with any other man.
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 on the middle shelf"
