<?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>Brien on Gromet's Plaza Archive</title><link>/authors/brien/</link><description>Recent content in Brien on Gromet's Plaza Archive</description><generator>Hugo</generator><language>en-us</language><lastBuildDate>Fri, 04 Nov 2005 00:00:00 +0000</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="/authors/brien/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>An Unexpected Guest</title><link>/stories/2005/11/04/an-unexpected-guest/</link><pubDate>Fri, 04 Nov 2005 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2005/11/04/an-unexpected-guest/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;An Unexpected Guest by Brien&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;This is a story that I wrote a couple of years
ago to share with some friends in a self-bondage group to which I belonged
at the time.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The event took place when I was about 19 or 20
years old. I was living in an apartment near the university that I was
attending. I lived alone except for rare visits by my brother and my cousin
both of whom had their own keys. Although my brother never came by unannounced,
my cousin who is more like a sister than a cousin actually, stopped by
from time to time to borrow or return things.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item></channel></rss>