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Old 11-01-2021, 01:46 AM
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Hugs had allowed an hour for getting into Taunton, parking and walking to the restaurant when he went to meet Sophia. I’m not sure whether he has had to reserve a table for us or not, but he has allowed us an hour to complete the journey. This should be ample as the traffic will be lighter and now he knows exactly where Augustus is and where he can park. Of course when he went before he didn’t have me to slow him down. Quite soon we were in Taunton and we eventually pulled into a parking spot that Hugs said was quite close to Augustus. He was right. In just a few minutes, if that, we walked from the car, went around a corner and there it was. We went inside, it was warm, cosy, though in my opinion, a little too brightly lit. We found a vacant table for two bordering the inside/outside line. A couple of steps further we would be outside in a glass rectangle, the same number of steps back and we’d be in the main building. Where we were gave us the best of both worlds, looking out we could see people passing by, some walked on while others glanced in. Looking inside we had the cosiness of the old building. You’ll be pleased to know that I’m not going to bore you with every detail about what we had to eat. Suffice to say we are now both well and truly stuffed, the food was absolutely delicious and we will, I’m sure, be making return journeys here quite often. All Hugs has to do now is get us home safely, at least I can go to sleep.

We arrived back about twenty-two thirty, pulled into our road and stopped. We both looked along each side of the road, there were no spaces anywhere. Hugs drove down to our house and stopped outside, again in the middle of the road. “Ready darling” he asked “got your bits?” “Yes” I replied “think so.” Hugs opened his door which let in a force ten gale of cold air, something I wasn’t expecting. He got out, came around to my side, and completely ignored me as he went to open the front door. As he turned and came back I wondered if it was going to be my turn now. He opened my door, released my seat belt and helped me out of the car and into our house. He assisted with the removal of my hat, scarf, coat and jacket, then placed me back on the chair I was on only a few hours ago. With my make up having done what it was needed to do, Hugs bent down and sought out my lips ready for kissing, which he did, only briefly. It was over before I had chance to reciprocate. “More when I come back” I was informed “shouldn’t be too long, can’t stay, blocking the road.” “OK Hugs, see you soon.” I heard the front door shut and imagined Hugs driving off to the Outer Hebrides again in the search of a parking space. I wondered if the space he vacated earlier would still be there waiting for his return.

Hugs returned after twenty minutes or so, looking rather tired. We had a couple of glasses of wine then decided that going up stairs, even if not to bed right away, would be an excellent idea so I had to don all my protective clothes after I’d removed these. Luckily for me Hugs was on hand to assist.
Very quickly I was ready for my toboggan stair ride. I was secured in place and my journey began, it was not as smooth or as rapid as other times. My poor darling Hugs must be really tired, I thought, added to that maybe I’ve gained a few extra kilos with all that I had eaten tonight. Does alcohol (wine) weigh anything when it’s been consumed? I’ve had just over half a bottle. Slowly I ascended the stairs...eventually I reached the top of the main flight with just the spiral to go. Hugs bent down and released my harness and untied the webbing. I was prepared for my airborne manoeuvre. “Hang on a mo’ darling” he said “need to get my breath back.” I didn’t know quite what to say, so I settled with “Certainly Hugs, take all the time you need, no rush.” Then he did something he has never done before, he sat on the floor beside me and took my right hand in his left and said absolutely nothing. He didn’t need to, that gesture said it all. After a few minutes had passed Hugs took his hand back, smiled at me “I’m ready now, are you?” he asked as he rose from the floor. “Yes, if you’re sure” I replied as light hearted as I could. Hugs got me in position, put his arms around me in the usual way and then...I was airborne going backwards in a rising arc. Then I was slowly lowered onto my transit board all completely safe and without injury. If I still had my wig on I don’t think even a hair would have moved out of place.

I was wheeled into the bedroom backwards. Hugs put the light on, bent down picked me up again and asked if I would sit for a few moments on the Ikea foot stool, I agreed. Then he went over to our bed and switched on the electric blanket. He went back downstairs to switch off the lights and collect the one pint milk container that’s holding the other half bottle of wine and our glasses. Upon his return he poured us both a glass of wine. He bent down again, picked me up in his arms, sat on the Ikea chair and placed me sitting crosswise on his lap. I automatically placed my right side against his chest, my head was against his shoulder and my forehead went against his neck. His left arm was around my back his left hand was on my waist left side, my left hand was on his right shoulder. Within seconds, it seemed, I felt total contentment and I think so did Hugs, his breathing became shallower and shallower, I’m sure he was close to falling asleep and, truth be told so was I.

It was 00.4something when I carefully opened my eyes and squinted at the clock on my bedside cabinet. I looked at Hugs, his eyes were closed and his breathing soft. My mind was on that nice warm bed that was in my eyeline. Much as I love being on his lap, it is something that doesn’t happen very often which makes when it does something really special. A bit like the first time we slept together and that occurred after I had put my head on his shoulder and my forehead against his neck. I had a problem, I wanted to go to bed over there, but I also wanted to stay here on and against Hugs. I think I’ll just close my eyes and ponder this for a bit longer…

There was something in my mind that didn’t quite make sense. I was using a pneumatic drill to make a hole in a volcano as it erupted. Try as I might I just couldn’t get to grips with this. I looked around, I couldn’t see Hugs anywhere, I had no idea where he was or in fact where I was or why I was drilling a hole. Moments later the volcano really shook, so much so I almost fell over and rolled down it. I think it may have been this that made what happened next happen. I opened my eyes. My left hand was on the pneumatic drill and I was laying on the volcano. Hugs was in the midst of a coughing fit that had woken him up and he joined me in the land of the rudely awakened. Together we made a decision, we headed for that nice warm bed. Hugs helped me take off the protective clothing, get my pyjamas on and put me to bed, moments later his clothes were off and he was in bed with me. We curled up together, me in his arms, him under my right. Literally seconds later we were both sound asleep.

I believe it was still Wednesday when I surfaced, though what part I’m not really sure. I took a risk and raised my head just high enough to see over Hugs and look at my clock. I slowly opened my eyes a fraction at a time until I could just make out the numerals, it looked like 12:47. I closed my eyes again and gently lowered my body back to where it was and snuggled into Hugs. It wasn’t long before I was sound asleep again. Hugs stirred against me a few times then settled down again. The last time was a few seconds ago that one woke me up and I sensed he is about to wake up...I had to wait for a few seconds, certainly less than a minute… “Hi Gorgeous” he said rather groggily as he moved his head in my direction. “Hi Hugs” I replied breezily as I moved my head towards where I thought his voice was coming from. Our lips made contact and we kissed, “Is there anything (kiss) specific you want (kiss) to do today?” (kiss) Hugs asked me “No (kiss) why? (kiss) Did you (kiss) have something (kiss) in mind?” (kiss) “I thought we’d just (kiss) stay in bed. (kiss) Unless you want (kiss) to get up?” (kiss) “No Hugs (kiss) I’m quite happy (kiss) staying here.” (kiss) “Somehow I thought (kiss) you’d say that.” (lots more kisses). We stayed in bed together for the rest of Wednesday and most of Thursday apart from Hugs who needed the occasional bathroom visit.

Friday, December 6th. We got up (or rather Hugs did, I didn’t) around 13:00 when Hugs went to the kitchen for his brew and to see what he could get us for lunch, though technically I suppose breakfast would be the correct term, however I think I’ll use the same descriptive as Hugs, ‘munchies.’ He returned to our bedroom with his coffee, sat in the edge of the bed looking at me, or rather what little of me was just visible and informed me that I had a choice of three things to choose from. Fish, another type of fish or crispy spring rolls filled with shredded duck, carrot strips and spring onions. I had to think about this very carefully, pick the wrong one I will have to get up and either go to the small table here or downstairs to the big one. Here is nearer but incredibly cold, downstairs is/will be warm and cosy, but to get there I have to do the toboggan stair ride.
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Old 11-01-2021, 01:51 AM
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Oh, decisions, decisions. From under the quilt where it was deliciously warm and cosy I asked, “Do I have to choose right now, Hugs?” hoping that I didn’t and could spend more time thinking it over. “No, of course not darling,” Hugs explained “I was thinking that we could eat somewhere between fifteen to seventeen hundred. Provided you make a choice by say fourteen thirty. Is that OK with you?” I replied “Yes Hugs, that’s fine.” I felt movement on the bed and then Hugs kissed the top of my head, my only exposed area. “Darling, your head is freezing!” Hugs exclaimed “Why didn’t you say?” before I had a chance to answer two things happened. He pulled the sheet and quilt over the top of my head, then finding a way under it without letting in any cold air, placed his warm hand on my cold extremity to warm it for me.After a while the top of my head began to thaw out, I could sense the warmth from his hand going down from the top of my head to the tips of my toes. Whether this was actually happening or not didn’t matter the fact that I sensed it, did.

Then hugs did something I wasn’t expecting. He removed his hand, then moments later the quilt was lifted and a naked Hugs got in beside me, manoeuvred himself so that his chest was in about the same place as my head. Put his arms around me, holding me close and bent himself over so that the top of my head was against his chest. “Soon get you warm my darling” he muttered almost to himself. I gave a little shiver, not from the cold but from delight. Delight that Hugs loves and cares for me so much that he would risk getting cold himself to ensure that I get warm. After some considerable time Hugs released my head, covered it again with the quilt making the top of the cocoon, then slid down into bed beside me and put his arms around me holding me close. Needless to say a lot of kissing was done, periodically he would put his hand on the top of my head to check if it was still warm.

It must have been around sixteen thirty, maybe even later, before Hugs suggested getting up again. This created a dilemma in my mind, I hadn’t yet decided which of the three options I wanted, but now we are approaching dinner time would the choice be the same or different? “Hugs, darling,” I began “as its close to dinner time, what are the plans for food, will it be fish, fish or crispy spring rolls or are you planning on something else, another multiple choice perhaps?” “Elina my darling, I’ve only just got out of bed, I haven’t giv… You haven’t made the first one yet have you? You were trying to work out where you were going to eat each one before deciding...and you thought if I give you more options maybe you could find one that you can eat in bed! Right? It’s no good denying it sweetheart I know how your mind works. So?” “My dear darling Hugs” I commenced “you are perfectly right, I haven’t decided and it was for the reason you said. However, as the time has moved on and considering the fact that we have to be up very early tomorrow, simplicity would be prudent, don’t you think?” Quite early on I learnt the art of structured reasoned arguments from Hugs. “Indeed Elina, I must confess you have made a valid point. So something that you can eat in bed is what it shall be. I’ll have to check our stock holding for such items.” He came over to me and through the small ‘peep hole’ in my cocoon he managed to give me a kiss. “Back soon Gorgeous” he said as he went out through the doorway.

Needless to say I didn’t move very far from my current position, I was warm and snug, even without Hugs beside me. Though if he was…. In my mind a considerable time had passed between Hugs leaving and his return. “C’mon Gorgeous,” Hugs said as he approached the bed and me “time to show yourself, food’s here.” I opened my eyes just enough to see out of my peephole. I could see the lower part of Hugs, in particular his hands. All he was holding was one of my hand towels. OK, I thought, where’s the food then? Then it became apparent, I had to get upish to see what I’ve been given, besides a towel that is. I moved my right hand to the top of the quilt, wriggled my fingers out from the warmth under the quilt into the bitterly cold air that is our bedroom. The temptation to bring my hand back into the warmth of its previous position was immense. But if I did I’d still be hungry, so I left it where it was for a moment while I got enough courage for what was going to happen next. With determined effort I pushed the quilt down over my body to my waist and sat up, wriggled myself backwards towards the headboard and began shivering! The whole operation took a few milliseconds, almost as soon as I reached the headboard Hugs was there with a beautifully warmed dressing gown that he wrapped around me, then brought the quilt up over my shoulders. In less than ten seconds I had thawed out and started getting warm again. Hugs put his hand under the quilt by my chin and placed the top edge of the hand towel there. He then unrolled it down over the quilt, obviously to catch any spillage of well something as yet unknown. Hugs then brought across a blue plastic tray that he placed on my lap, next came a knife and fork followed by a plate of something I had never seen before. Hugs must have read my expression, “This is a de-constructed Toad-in-the-Hole,” hugs explained what was on my plate “you have two sausages that I’ve cut up for you, this is a batter with sliced fried mushrooms inside, those are sliced green beans and broad beans that you’ve had several times before. And this is creamed, mashed potato. Trust me, sweetheart, it tastes a lot better than it looks.” Hugs got his plate, tray, towel, and cutlery and sat beside me on the edge of the bed, he placed his towel over his lap and put his tray with his plate on on top. I quickly glanced at his plate, it was almost identical to mine, the only difference I could see was his sausages weren’t cut up as mine were. Ah well, nothing ventured, nothing gained, I pierced a piece of sausage with my fork and tentatively raised it to my mouth, removing it from the fork with my teeth I began chewing it. It tasted really nice, next came the batter, that too was nice. Hugs was right, it does taste a lot better than it looks. With our food eaten, our wine almost consumed and the time approaching midnight, we were both feeling rather tired, plus we have an early start tomorrow.

Hugs took the used plates, cutlery, wine glasses and bottle together with the trays and towels down to the kitchen. When he returned he had the mouthwash for us, once this night-time ritual was concluded he helped me get settled again, lying down in bed and remade our cocoon. Then got undressed, turned out the light, got into bed and wrapped me in his arms. We exchanged numerous kisses before we fell into a wonderful deep sleep.
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