The Sensitive Man
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 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 from the middle shelf!"
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If people don't die, it wouldn't make living important.
And why do we fall? So we can learn to pick ourselves up.
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