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Both of my best friends loved to be cuddled. They used to play rock paper scissors at night before bed to see who would get to cuddle me that night. It always turned out, that I would cuddle one to sleep, and then go cuddle the next. What they didn't know, was their cuddling helped me, more than it did them. I would give anything to cuddle either one of the two again. My daughter is 14 and in her anti mom stage right now, and my fiancee tragically passed away on March 3rd of this year after a 13 year long battle with congestive heart failure.

Cuddling helps me to fill a void I have felt since a child, that only seems to be getting bigger with time. There's something about being held or holding someone, that is so overwhelmingly comforting-even if only for that moment. The thought of being that comfort for someone else lifts my spirits beyond measure.

My cuddle style is rather layed back. I'll hold you if you feel the need to be held, or let you hold me if you feel that would beer suit you. This is all I do for work now, so any clients new or old are welcomed with open arms.

Hope to hear from you soon!