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A sleeping lady has shifted during the night, in such a manner that her head now hangs over the edge of her bed. The lady's male companion thus seizes the occasion to treat her, as she wakes, to such a sunrise as is seen only on the high prairie of North America - a Colorado sunrise.

A thoughtful fellow!

A fellow of considerable character!

He disrobes, revealing a physique to match his magnanimity, and turns his back to his slumbering love. Then, on his haunches, his backside positioned beneath her beloved head, he patiently awaits her stirring. For is the Sun not a model of patience, as he awaits the inclination of the Earth's supple countenance to himself? Then wherefore not his present imitator? But hark! a gentle murmur escapes her shapely mouth. My lady must not be deprived of such an auspicious reintroduction to the world of men, and so her anxious companion hastens to expose a stubbornly obscured region of the corpus. He pulls the fleshy obstacles aside, firmly.

There's a thorough fellow!

There's a man of diligence!

His head remains down, but his haunches rise as steadily as the chariot of Helios. My lady is about to wake! But her lover moves with the precision of heavenly bodies. Her eyelids begin to open, and our hero bestows upon the treasures which they lately veiled, a vision reserved for the meritorious: his fair, bare anus. It is fiery and regal as - alas! - the Colorado sunrise. But that is no sunspot, madam! Her lover stands up, prideful in his adoration.