Can Typhoid Affect Lungs Stories

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No Future Ch. 81

by bradley_stoke on Sep 15, 2017
Novels and Novellas

LXXXISick and SoreSir Norman2080 "What the fuck do you mean?" Sir Norman asked sharply. "There must be a cure. I don't care what it costs. I'll pay it whatever the expense. There's always a cure." "Not this time, my lord," said Dr. Urey, the Harley Street doctor to whose medical advice Sir Norman had privileged access. "I shall continue my investigation, b...

Taking Out The Trailer Trash

by moreandmore on Mar 31, 2020
Loving Wives

Thanks to a fan named Bill, who provided the discovery method for this story. If there are errors in the science, history, editing, or yadi yada they are mine alone. Unlike some, the buck stops here. I put this together yesterday so it is likely to be fraught with errors. Feel free to skip the history of the world section as there won't be a test at the end...

St. Vicente Ch. 03

by KillerRomance on Sep 13, 2017
Interracial Love

There you go! For your pleasure. Just a note: please do not leave a comment if it's going to be about the number of weeks it'll take for a typhoid shot to actually work. I did my research. I know. Other than that, knock yourselves out! (: Much love xx * She started when the door to the cabin opened, though she shouldn't have been surprised. She'd been e...

The Pissed Off Nurse

by movieye on Sep 13, 2017
Fetish

"We're going to be late!" My mom screamed as she raced the car around the corner. It was almost 4pm, and I was due for my shots as I was traveling to Brazil for school. My mom had left everything until last minute. "Damn!" She hissed, as we got caught by a stop sign. I really wanted to get the shots myself, but the doctor's office had said that the typhoid...

No Future Ch. 45

by bradley_stoke on Sep 18, 2017
Novels and Novellas

"Did you?" said Lindiwe in genuine surprise. She'd forgotten that her grandmother had once lived in England. In fact, she'd lived there over ten years before Lindiwe was even born. She was reminded that the prospect of following in her grandmother's footsteps had been a factor that had originally attracted her to England. "I remember Reigate very well," her...

The Cheater

by MendonFishers on Sep 16, 2017
Loving Wives

Copyright© December 2010 by Mendon Fishers * There I was minding my own business, taking a leak, when some guy yells at me and tells me to knock it off. So, I figured I'd better explain to him why I'm pissing on a grave. It all started with my best sales rep. for the last few years. Larry Wilson was a 35 year old salesman and had a territory that was abo...

Carol's Revenge

by indsub89 on Mar 26, 2019
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

That evening, being a Friday evening was the time when the neighborhood kids played basketball or football. Today, it was football day. Initially, they used to play girls against boys. However, that got tiring pretty soon due to the one-sided results since the boys were nowhere as athletic or physically strong as the girls, so eventually they made them into...

A Visit to the Doctor

by kathrynmburke on Dec 3, 2019
Erotic Couplings

Susan Wheeler was in a bind. Having graduated from Lehigh University just before her twenty-second birthday, she was looking forward to spending part of the summer (before entering graduate school in Art History at the University of Pennsylvania—Ivy League!) in India, looking up the spectacular Hindu temples and other great examples of Indian architecture...

Someone to Talk To

by Linda Gilham on Sep 14, 2017
Erotic Couplings

its 7:15 and i'm awake. her hair is soft and in my ear and my thumb lightly rub rub up her forefinger. our hands are still clasped half under the sheet and together for so long, our palms are glued moist and warm. i listen to her breath in her sleep and she smells wonderful. and then she smells like motor oil. as i smile and begin to drift i squeeze her hand...

When I Grow Old

by DeeSobek on Sep 17, 2017
Non-Erotic

Today I found a grey eye lash. No crisis, no world changing event, just a single, tiny lash devoid of colour. I guess that means I'm getting old. Not that getting old ever held any fear for me. Somehow, I always imagined that I would one day wake up and feel old *and* grown up. Almost like a magical graduation ceremony had taken place during the night and...