<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8" standalone="yes"?><rss version="2.0" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><channel><title>Aner1018 on Gromet's Plaza Archive</title><link>/authors/aner1018/</link><description>Recent content in Aner1018 on Gromet's Plaza Archive</description><generator>Hugo</generator><language>en-us</language><lastBuildDate>Wed, 12 Aug 2009 00:00:00 +0000</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="/authors/aner1018/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>Our Dollicious Relationship</title><link>/stories/2009/08/12/our-dollicious-relationship/</link><pubDate>Wed, 12 Aug 2009 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2009/08/12/our-dollicious-relationship/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;English is not my first language, but I think it&amp;rsquo;s ok, the story I mean&amp;hellip;
It was made collecting some real experiences and some fiction ones. I hope you like it. Any comment please let me know. &lt;a href="mailto:aner1018@gmail.com"&gt;aner1018@gmail.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;It all started in college. I first saw her in our language class. I was studying engineering and she administration.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Everything went on smoothly as if made on purpose.  We were just a normal couple in a normal college environment, until one October afternoon when we were watching some movies (there was no money for going out…) in my room, and we saw a movie scene where a woman was cuffed and played with.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item></channel></rss>