<?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>Bob Lives on Gromet's Plaza Archive</title><link>/authors/bob-lives/</link><description>Recent content in Bob Lives on Gromet's Plaza Archive</description><generator>Hugo</generator><language>en-us</language><lastBuildDate>Tue, 19 Mar 2013 00:00:00 +0000</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="/authors/bob-lives/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>Caught &amp; Tickled by my Wife’s friend Antinette</title><link>/stories/2013/03/19/caught-tickled-by-my-wifes-friend-antinette/</link><pubDate>Tue, 19 Mar 2013 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2013/03/19/caught-tickled-by-my-wifes-friend-antinette/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;I often like to get myself dressed up in nylons and high heels and tie myself up just for fun. Being a guy it just isn&amp;rsquo;t the thing most guys do. I am very lucky that my wife will let me indulge myself and tie myself up for her to find, but sometimes it just nice to tie myself up and enjoy my capture until I finally get myself loose. Just recently we moved and with all of the prep of getting ready to move and then moving I didn&amp;rsquo;t have a whole lot of time to myself to enjoy my hobby. My wife&amp;rsquo;s son and myself were just about done putting everything away in it&amp;rsquo;s new place and life was starting to get back to normal.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Caught by Drunk Diane</title><link>/stories/2009/07/13/caught-by-drunk-diane/</link><pubDate>Mon, 13 Jul 2009 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2009/07/13/caught-by-drunk-diane/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;I&amp;rsquo;m sitting here rock hard thinking about what happened over the weekend.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;It couldn&amp;rsquo;t have worked out any better, I had to stop by my in-laws on my way home from work around five o&amp;rsquo;clock to drop off a few things on my way home. I knocked on the door but did not get an answer; it looked like nobody was home. I went around to the garage to get the hidden key to let myself in. As I opened the door the phone was ringing I looked at the caller id and noticed that it was my wife calling from our house. I answered the phone only to find out that my mother-in-law must have just left about five minutes ago and my father in law would be over grandmas until at least tomorrow.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item></channel></rss>