It hasn't said anything, but I can feel the tension between us. Every time I go into my room, it is just sitting there, waiting for me. Staring at me. That's gotta mean something, right?

The other day, when I got out of the shower and went to my room to get dressed, I KNOW I saw it sneaking a peak at my junk. Oh, it pretended that it didn't happen. Just sat there looking off into space all glassy-eyed. With that stupid smile on its stuffed face. That bear is a perv, I tell you.

Plus, it's always hanging around all naked and shit. Trying to be all sexy.

Who does it think it's fooling?

That Teddy Bear wants me in a big way.

Horny little plush bastard...