A cuddly bear was missing a loving cuddle from his cuddling owner. He sat on the bed, missing Clare, who was lovingly loving with care. He pondered, and wondered, and reasoned with innosense that she too, would have been missing a cuddling loving love expressed lovingly with expressive expression.
He looked at the bedroom door in the vain hope she would enter through it at any second, and stretched his hearing to the stairs, but alas it came to pass, for now, he'd have to fast for his lass. He'd spent last night with Clare, and thought of her cuddling him throughout the long hours of night. He'd been laying awake for the sake of relishing the cuddling, while she was deep in sleep, dreaming of him he hoped.
As soon as she bought him from the second- hand shop, on reflection now, when he saw her, he instantly fell in love with her beautiful feature, as in her nature was a loving nurture, as they say you can read a book by it's cover, and in her expressive expression, was a deep love for him, still he recalled, she picked him up and held his paw all the way to the door, while her Mother paid the price for him.
The small bedroom was his home now, and although he didn't venture to roam, as he was just prone to idol on the bed, he had food for thought, as in a consciousness of all seriousness, as his thoughts were his own, but his body was limp. He idolised Clare, and although in patches he was thread bare, he could still see out of his button eyes, and a surprise everyday, was when Clare came to stay overnight to his delight, as she worked during the long, passing of the day.
He looked forward to her returning, and just liked to watch from afar when she was busy in her bedroom, not in bed, but doing her make-up, etc. He loved just watching her, and felt a sense of pride, that she was his at this present time, and just his, as she didn't have a partner as of yet. So without regret, he was her pet, and liked to be hugged by Clare, who had long, fair hair, and eyes that could penetrate into your very soul, deep blue like the sea, a vision of tranquility to he over she.
He glanced out of the window, and it was dark, he new from experience she would be home soon, as he could read her habitual habits like an open book, and he couldn't wait just for a look, and if he was in lucky luck, she would get an early night in bed, as she liked to while away the hours asleep. He longed for Clare's embrace, or just to see her pretty and beautiful face, as she was extremely attractive.
He heard the front door closing, and instantly hoping, she was bringing him some loving loving with an embrace of hugging hugs. He was rewarded seconds later when Clare embraced him with her presence. He marvelled at her when she entered the bedroom, her beauty was unfathomable, to him, and he gazed staringly at sweet she. He idolised her, and showed no pretence for his appetence, which was now in suspense, as he was waiting, and longing, for her to come to bed.
She turned to look at her teddy, and smiled knowingly at he, as she couldn't wait to embrace him when she was prone to slumber on yonder in bed. She had things to do before she would lay her head in bed, and said to Ted, 'have you missed me, like I've missed you too.', then felt a little silly for talking to him, as he was just a bear without a care, and hoped if she ever got a boyfriend, husband material, he would be as accommadating to some loving cuddling, just like Bear.
Two hours later she entered through the bedroom door, to Teddy's delight, as he might, had a gripe in flight for the hours taken which were a gripe. Clare stripped off her clothing, and her attire stirred Ted's desire, but he was just a bear, with nothing down there. She got into bed, and pulled him close to her, squeezing him with all of her might, to his delight. She said 'goodnight', and they both drifted off to sleep, whereby the both had similar dreams of each-other being a lover together forever.
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