After tweaking the size and spending some cash a few times, I believe I’ve nailed down the correct dimensions for wearing my Lori 8c around the clock year-round. The longest stretch so far has been roughly 63 days. It’s only been twelve days since the latest fit-up, but it feels spot on.
Here is where things get tricky: Wifey handles the key with less than ideal diligence because of her growing asexual leanings over the past two decades or more. For instance, I purchased a combination lock box for our gear, yet she forgot the code and I’m not entirely sure what it is myself. Today, I retrieved the physical key from its hiding place so she could take it to work and leave it in her desk drawer. This means that despite my constant pleading and complaining, she won’t be able to easily hand me a HJ because the key isn’t right there at home. She will have to make a conscious choice to organize a release for me.
I adore my wife; I simply want her to engage in any part of our life together that looks like a sex life. I think this arrangement offers a path she can gradually embrace into. Anyway, the stage is set now, and I am unsure how well I will manage zero access to my cock for whatever duration comes.
Lori, you really do craft an excellent device; thank you!