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The tender caress on my skin comforts me, slips around me. Some believe I sleep with him already surrounding me, but I prefer to meet fresh in the morning. I am always quick: a captain must be ready for duty at a moment's notice. He stays with me throughout my shift, softly touching my arms, my legs, my torso: reminding everyone that I am in command, whilst providing constant support and warmth. When the day concludes, we part regretfully, that I may sleep in peace, knowing he will be there for me again when I wake. He is my uniform.