Kirk482002
Really Experienced
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- Sep 28, 2003
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I got a phone call this afternoon telling me that a person I felt was the closest thing to a best friend in my life passed away a few minutes after noon. You all knew her as Wanton Vixxxen, to everyone else she was Laura. She’d been fighting colon cancer that spread through her body. When they found it in March of last year, it was already at stage four, the worst being in her liver. She started the chemo and fought hard until by March of this year, the only sign if it was still in a small part of her liver.
Then the chemo stopped working. They tried a different type but it did nothing. The cancer came back; attacking what was left of her liver and spread to her legs. At the end of April, because of the pain she was enduring, the family moved her to a hospice where the doctors could control the pain but their grave outlook gave her two weeks. Laura was a fighter; she made it eight.
I don’t think there is a story I wrote after 2003 that she didn’t proof read or analyze, while I did the same for her. We were each other’s worst critic.
I will miss my friend.
Laura's biography as Wanton Vixxxen:
http://www.literotica.com/stories/memberpage.php?uid=260229
Then the chemo stopped working. They tried a different type but it did nothing. The cancer came back; attacking what was left of her liver and spread to her legs. At the end of April, because of the pain she was enduring, the family moved her to a hospice where the doctors could control the pain but their grave outlook gave her two weeks. Laura was a fighter; she made it eight.
I don’t think there is a story I wrote after 2003 that she didn’t proof read or analyze, while I did the same for her. We were each other’s worst critic.
I will miss my friend.
Laura's biography as Wanton Vixxxen:
http://www.literotica.com/stories/memberpage.php?uid=260229
