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Sensitive Guy A woman meets a guy 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 can’t help but notice how neat, spick and span everything is, which is somewhat unusual for a guy living alone. Only then she notices that one entire wall of his bedroom is completely filled with soft, sweet, cuddly teddy bears, well over a hundred of them by the looks of things. It was obvious to her that this guy had taken quite a lot of time lovingly arranging them and she was immediately touched by the amount of thought he had put into organising such a beautiful display. There were small bears along the bottom shelf, medium-sized bears covering the length of the middle shelf, then huge, enormous teddy bears running all the way along the top shelf. She found it strange for an obviously masculine man to have such a large collection of teddy bears and was rather impressed by his ‘sensitive side’, though didn’t mention it to him. So they shared a bottle of wine and continued to talk. After awhile, she found herself thinking, ‘Oh my God! Maybe this guy could actually be The one? Maybe he could be the future father of my children?’ So she turned to him and kissed him lightly on the lips. His response was warm and immediate. Soon their passion built and he romantically lifted her and carried her into his bedroom where they quickly ripped each others clothes off and made hot, steamy, sensual love. In fact, she was so overwhelmed by the whole experience that she responded with more passion, more creativity and more exertion than she had ever experienced in her whole life before. Come the morning, after an intense, explosive night which included some sheer, raw, carnal S*x, they were lying together, in the afterglow, when she rolled over, propped her head up on one arm and gently started stroking his chest. Coyly, she mused, “Well, how was it for you?” The guy smiled warmly, thought for a moment, stroked her cheek and whispered, “Pretty good, sugar t*ts. So go ahead and help yourself to any prize from the middle shelf.”
Posted on: Sun, 18 Aug 2013 06:22:15 +0000

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