<?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 Tickle on Gromet's Plaza Archive</title><link>/authors/bob-tickle/</link><description>Recent content in Bob Tickle on Gromet's Plaza Archive</description><generator>Hugo</generator><language>en-us</language><atom:link href="/authors/bob-tickle/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>Called for Help</title><link>/stories/1/01/01/called-for-help/</link><pubDate>Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/1/01/01/called-for-help/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;It&amp;rsquo;s been a while since I wrote but I have another adventure I&amp;rsquo;ll never
forget.  My wife, son, in-laws and grandma were going out of town
for 5 days to visit a sick Aunt, I told them I couldn&amp;rsquo;t get time off work
so I would have the house to myself, they were leaving Thursday morning
and would be back Monday night. I started to get my plans together for
some self-bondage fun.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Tickled in Heels</title><link>/stories/1/01/01/tickled-in-heels/</link><pubDate>Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/1/01/01/tickled-in-heels/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;Today I can&amp;rsquo;t believe what happened.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Our son was going to spend the night at his grandparent’s house. On
the way out of the door my wife said she would call when she left her parent&amp;rsquo;s
house so I could be ready when she got home. To her ready means tied up
and ready to be tickled, I love it when she tickles me! She also allows
me make it better because I can where some nylons and 4 black pumps.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item></channel></rss>