Written on Tuesday, December 28.
Today, I went for eye surgery. Nothing critical. Totally elective. Laser vision correction. LASIK. When you go in for the procedure they want you to take a Xanax. The procedure was done quickly. K took me home for a nap: that is one of the desired effects of the Xanax, to get you to sleep at least three hours.
When we got home, I was at the point of keeping my eyes totally shut all the time. It was more comfortable that way. K led me into the house and to the bed room like a blind man, literally. I took my clothes off, maintaining as much independence as possible. I crawled in bed. K took care of me all the way. She fed me a little bite to eat and was about to leave me to sleep it off. Just as she was getting ready to walk out of the room, she turned and asked, "Where are your CDs? You need to be locked up before I leave. You need to be kept safe!" I could hear her smiling! I told her they were in my duffle. She got them out, retrieved Hairclip from the mix and proceeded to install it on her dick. I had to kind of talk her through it some. She has only done it once before. The usual procedure is that I get everything on and then come to her for her to do the locking action. By the time it was ALMOST, I was getting hard. I had to then assist, still blind. Okay, we managed. The job was completed. She gave her dick an "okay, you are locked safely now" kiss, and I went off to sleep. She left and slept off the Xanax; five hours later.
It was sweet to me. I love it when she locks me up, especially when I don't expect it. I had assumed that I was going to sleep well and no lockup was in store.
I was wrong! (big smile)
I sure love this lady.
I have a wonderful life!