Not your average bear

I'm playing catch up again tonight and posting a story that's been on the back burner for many a week. It's always been in the back of my mind to post it but I always seem to find something else to blog about and before you know it time just kind of slips away. So now I find myself with that elusive little bit of time on my hands I'll give it a shot.

A fair few weeks ago I obtained a new addition to my soft toy family, that's assuming soft toy is the correct description for it - which it may well not be; but I don't know how else to describe it. It's a soft toy bear, but a bear with a difference because he's kind of adult oriented in a kind of sexually suggestive manner.

Girlfriend knows this old guy who works in one of the charity shops in Stockport and one day we both met him by chance as he finished work. He had with him this bear which he'd bought from the shop which to this day I still cannot find any reasons as to why such an old guy would want to buy it. It escapes me completely, it puzzles me and if I didn't have any kind of life I'm certain it would keep me awake at night thinking about it. Anyway he showed us this bear and as soon as we both set eyes on it we knew we had to have it; which brought about the saddest part of this story.

Girlfriend and I begin bartering with this old guy to buy it off him, seriously we offer him some money to make him offload it. This bear has been in a charity shop already, nobody probably wanted to buy it so the old guy did and now we want to buy it off him - which makes it at the very least fourth-hand goods already; as I said, sad! Anyway we eventually agree on a price and the bear becomes mine. Now I bet you're all wondering it must be a lovely bear to warrant all this attention but to be honest it's not. One thing it most certainly is is unique...........

That's him there sat upon my knee - he looks kind of sweet in the photo doesn't he? Trust me looks are deceiving, in real life he's the most horrible bear you could imagine - when you look at it personally it looks kind of sinister, like a young child's worst nightmare. So why did we buy it you may ask? Well, because it's a bit of fun if nothing else; but most pointedly because girlfriend thought it would suit me so well and be a perfect teddy bear for me! Personally I'm unsure as to what she was getting at nor where she could see any similarities between us.

Perhaps it's because the bear is, as the printing on his chest bares testament to, hot and horny? Or because the bear and I both seem to cover our modesty in red PVC - yes the bear is made from red PVC adding to its sinister child unfriendly feel. Regardless of anything else I gave him a safe and loving home away from strange old guys and charity shops. But to make him feel really at home he needed a name and I was stuck for inspiration, thankfully girlfriend came to the rescue. Her suggested name didn't make sense at first but in time in proved to be quite apt, she said call it Bareback.............

In hindsight I think I should have placed him out of view or turned him to face the wall when my boyfriend visited me. Because as you can see he's picked up a few of my boyfriends habits and as a result he certainly lives up to his name - hot, horny and bareback. Whatever you may think of him he's certainly not your average bear.........