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			<title>Original Blog Entry: The Sensitive Man</title>
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			<pubDate>Mon, 12 May 2008 19:23:49 GMT</pubDate>
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			<description><![CDATA[<p>The Sensitive Man (Another contribution from my friends at MySpace)<br /><br />A woman meets a man in a bar.<br /><br />They talk; they connect; they end up leaving together.<br /><br />They get back to his place, and as he shows her around his apartment.<br /><br />She notices that one wall of his bedroom is completely filled with soft, sweet, cuddly teddy bears.<br /><br />There are three shelves in the bedroom, with hundreds and hundreds of cute, cuddly teddy bears carefully placed in rows, covering the entire wall!<br /><br />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.<br /><br />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.<br /><br />She found it strange for an obviously masculine guy to have such a large collection of Teddy Bears, She is quite impressed by his sensitive side but doesn&#x27;t mention this to him.<br /><br />They share a bottle of wine and continue talking and, after awhile, she finds herself thinking,<br /><br />&#x27;Oh my God! Maybe, this guy could be the one! Maybe he could be the future father of my children?&#x27;<br /><br />She turns to him and kisses him lightly on the lips<br /><br />He responds warmly.<br /><br />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&#x27;s clothes and make hot, steamy love.<br /><br />She is so overwhelmed that she responds with more passion, more creativity, more heat than she has ever known.<br /><br />After an intense, explosive night of raw passion with this sensitive guy, they are lying there together in the afterglow.<br /><br />The woman rolls over, gently strokes his chest and asks coyly, &#x27;Well, how was it?&#x27;<br /><br />The guy gently smiles at her, strokes her cheek, looks deeply into her eyes, and says:<br /><br />&#x27;Help yourself to any prize from the middle shelf&#x27;<br /><br />... &#x5b;&#xa0;<a href="/blogentry/22417">More</a>&#xa0;&#x5d;</p>]]></description>
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