
One week ago, Halloween night, was not so great around our house. It started off fun, getting the kids all dressed up in their costumes and feeding off of their excitement about going out to collect candy from all of the neighbors. It was a cool evening, so we pulled out the fire pit to the front of the house and had a nice blaze going with some friends over to keep that going as well as hand out our own candy while Angel and I were gone with the boys.
Everything was going fine until the third house that we went to, maybe 100 yards from our own driveway. Angel was walking back down the neighbor’s front hill towards the street, lost her footing and slipped down the hill, breaking her left leg and dislocating the ankle in the process. Thankfully a police car just happened to be cruising down our street within minutes of the accident, so we managed to flag them down for help and they were able to get an ambulance very quickly as well.
The kids of course were very scared and distraught that mommy wouldn’t be able to keep walking around the neighborhood with them, so it pretty much put a huge damper on the whole evening for everyone.
In the ER, Angel was fixed up as much as they could do at the time and sent home on crutches. The following day at a follow-up visit she learned that she was going to have to have a little surgery on it since ligaments on both sides of the angle were also torn. That was scheduled and happened without any further complications on Friday.












OK, I’ll admit it. I think I may be an addict! Not in a bad way though.. I’m not an alcoholic, I don’t smoke or do drugs, I don’t particularly like to gamble, and can’t even realistically call myself a “sex addict” (given my situation! Lol) — though that’s probably at least much closer to being on the right track. No, I’m addicted to Angel, and HER sex! Everything about her, and every way I can help HER to orgasm; I just find myself craving it pretty much all the time!









Last Wednesday, I had a doctor appointment scheduled in the afternoon as a consultation for an upcoming colon screening. I kind of doubted that being locked would be an issue at all for just the consultation, but not knowing for sure I had asked Angel about a week earlier if she would be able to unlock me for this appointment, and she agreed. However, we both ended up forgetting about it, and I just remembered that morning as we were both getting ready for work. Unfortunately, that morning tension was already kind of high and tempers flaring a little bit around our house (I’m sure anyone who has ever had to deal with misbehaving children while already running late for work knows exactly the situation we were going through!) So in that case I opted to not add even more to Angel’s plate and ask again to be released. Since I do know exactly where she keeps the keys, once she left the house I just went back and let myself out of the Jail Bird before I went to work myself. Like I said, no fanfare whatsoever!



