<?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>Bag Me Please on Gromet's Plaza Archive</title><link>/authors/bag-me-please/</link><description>Recent content in Bag Me Please on Gromet's Plaza Archive</description><generator>Hugo</generator><language>en-us</language><lastBuildDate>Tue, 08 Mar 2011 00:00:00 +0000</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="/authors/bag-me-please/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>Wife's Unexpected Change of Heart</title><link>/stories/2011/03/08/wifes-unexpected-change-of-heart/</link><pubDate>Tue, 08 Mar 2011 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2011/03/08/wifes-unexpected-change-of-heart/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Part 1&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;It has always been a dream / fetish of mine to be wraped up in black rubbish sacks and used by a beautiful lady then put away untill she wanted to use me again. When i meet my wife (Kate) i was unsure as to tell her my secret of making large bags, getting in and enjoying myself, to this day i still have not told her i choose to play on my own when she is out. Anyway on with the story&lt;/p&gt;</description></item></channel></rss>