Untouchable: Chapter 23: Makeshift Miracles

"you're a prime candidate, and anastasia mailed you the meds, instructions, and the journal for you to log how you feel on them. hold on a sec..."

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The Friend of the Knight

It wouldn't be too much of a bother, considering he was adorned in typical mercenary armor of his time; scale-mail over mail with leather cushioning underneath, armguards, greaves, and his helmet which was presently to his side on the log.

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Moving In

Well, if you want to know what else is running through my head, feel free to send me an e-mail: [[email protected]](/cdn-cgi/l/email-protection), and i'll add you to my mailing list! and now, the disclaimer. warning: this story contains incest.

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Special Delivery (HMOFA)

Delivering other people's mail for minimum wage?" \>"the post office has okay benefits and she likes doing it." i answer with a shrug.

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The Fox General: Captured

He landed with a shake and barely noticed my soliders began to strip his scabbard and mail from him, revealing a red linen shirt and brown trousers.

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Day Four

The mail carrier murmured playfully as a warm smile spread over her scaled snout, and she began to root around in her bag for their apartment's mail.

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Nicky's Naughty List

We've got mail to clear through, here." that's mighty nice of him, wouldn't you say?"

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Harem Harlot

Only his balls were covered by the coin-mail thong, their girth barely contained by the garment.

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Tales Of Suburban Malaise Part 2 - One Good Man

I went straight for my e-mail account, typing in my account password feverishly. five new messages! spam, spam, spam, spam...not spam, eh? i clicked it. "hello phillip. my name is eddie. i got your e-mail about dinner tonight and i like your picture.

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Come Inside

She'd secured a position in the postal system of this exact locale just to deliver his mail, likely reading everything herself first.

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Tina's Story-Chapter 3- the invitation

One day, as tina sat at her desk, the office mail cart rolled by. she didn't give it a second thought; even as a temporary assistant deputy clerk, she seldom got mail. tina picked up the envelope that had been tossed on her desk.

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