This ends the story of How Kitten Met Teddybear. To those that voted for the Clitorides Awards, thank you. 2013 Winner, Best BDSM Story – Chapter 31...��Postcards Interlude: 25th Anniversary Cindy: Mom can be oblivious at times. She completely forgot that it is traditional for the groom to toss one of his wife’s garters. The problem was not that she didn’t have one. She had two. They were holding up her stockings. If Dad wants to tell her she is missing something obvious, he mentions stockings. Mom. In her incredibly short shorts and skimpy, transparent tops, she offered only glimpses of her goods. It was a well known fact that she snared her prey, only to spend every dime he had and then drop him, like he was diseased. To say the women of the town hated her was an understatement. On a warm and sunny spring afternoon, Goldy bounced her way down the avenue, in search of an afternoon diversion. It gave her such a thrill to dick tease every man she came across. So, she slipped on her. Cindy objected at the final moment and wouldn't go to the back of the church to lead the procession down the aisle ahead of Sally. She demanded to stand with Paul and she had the flowers in one hand and her hand grasping Paul's in the other when the organist played the wedding march.Ed looked out over the filled pews to see his friends who had come to celebrate him being married to a woman no one really knew yet. Mr. and Mrs. Butler were there and Bill's two sisters and their husbands. Several. Let me just finish the wonderful breakfast my boy lover has made for me." Lisa smiled and moved in to kiss Jeray. He put his coffee down, and they kissed seriously for several minutes, during which time his cock grew into a raging, throbbing, shaft of onyx."See what you do to me, babe?" Well if you check my pussy mister, you'll feel that it's gushing right about now just because of the cutie in front of me."They finished the coffee and croissants, and Lisa returned to her and Matt's condo.At.