Jake stabbed the coat hanger down, sinking it a couple of inches into her left breast. He stood back and watched her as she shook, his dick getting ha...der and harder. He unfastened his jeans and let them drop to the floor.After a moment, Béla fell off the couch, accidentally pulling the hanger out of her breast. Jake spread her legs out, pulling at the other coat hanger between her legs. It had cooked itself against her flesh. As he ripped it loose, Béla screamed and tried to curl up as bits of. I have about twenty unfinished stories started, but I will have to see if any of them stir me up again.Now I have three endings for this story. I really didn't know which one I wanted for the final version, so I have decided that I will leave it up to you, the reader. You read all three and let me know which you liked best. That way, you can have the ending you want.I met Jennifer again at Gino's to hear what the news was about my wife of just over thirteen years. I saw Jen in the same table,. By our wedding day,I had gained eight pounds. The dress I had been fitted for no longer fitme properly. I saw bulges of flab pushing at the waist of the dress andthe rear zipper did not fully close. I felt disgusting in that dress. Madame came into see me shortly beforethe wedding ceremony. She was dressed in her black form fitting dressthat showed off her slender figure that I could have once rivaled if Ihad had the right curves to accompany my formerly wirily frame. She smiled at me as she. First off, she didn't have a whole lot to smile about. But she also had a mouthful of braces from the time she turned 12 until the day she left for Nashville. I'd had braces for a year in my teens. I'd worn a retainer for another year. I did not have to have either for five or six years. Thinking back, I wasn't sure Liz would have needed them for that long either.I decided it didn't matter but I wondered if she had decided not to settle for anything less than perfection in her teeth. I was.