A thirty-something woman meets a rather handsome and charming Marine in the bar of a highly-regarded restaurant. They talk, they connect, and they wind up leaving together.
They go back to his apartment and as he shows her around she observes that his bedroom is completely packed with soft sweet cuddly teddy bears. Three wall-length shelves loaded with hundreds of the little buggers, carefully placed in rows covering the entire wall.
It was clear that he had taken quite some time to lovingly arrange them and she was touched by the amount of thought he had put into organizing this very un-macho display.
There were small bears all along the bottom shelf, medium sized bears covering the entire length of the middle shelf, and large size bears all along the top shelf.
She found it strange for a Marine to have such a large collection of teddy bears, and was quite impressed by his obvious sensitive side, thinking to herself, "Maybe this guy could be the one. Maybe he could be the father of my children."
After an intense, explosive night of raw passion with this wonderful sensitive Marine, lying there in the afterglow, the woman rolls over smiling sweetly and asks coyly, "So? How was it?"
The Marine replies, "Help yourself to any prize from the bottom shelf."
They go back to his apartment and as he shows her around she observes that his bedroom is completely packed with soft sweet cuddly teddy bears. Three wall-length shelves loaded with hundreds of the little buggers, carefully placed in rows covering the entire wall.
It was clear that he had taken quite some time to lovingly arrange them and she was touched by the amount of thought he had put into organizing this very un-macho display.
There were small bears all along the bottom shelf, medium sized bears covering the entire length of the middle shelf, and large size bears all along the top shelf.
She found it strange for a Marine to have such a large collection of teddy bears, and was quite impressed by his obvious sensitive side, thinking to herself, "Maybe this guy could be the one. Maybe he could be the father of my children."
After an intense, explosive night of raw passion with this wonderful sensitive Marine, lying there in the afterglow, the woman rolls over smiling sweetly and asks coyly, "So? How was it?"
The Marine replies, "Help yourself to any prize from the bottom shelf."