<?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>Cliff on Gromet's Plaza Archive</title><link>/authors/cliff/</link><description>Recent content in Cliff on Gromet's Plaza Archive</description><generator>Hugo</generator><language>en-us</language><atom:link href="/authors/cliff/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>Kidnapped</title><link>/stories/1/01/01/kidnapped/</link><pubDate>Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/1/01/01/kidnapped/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;Part One&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Kathryn spied her quarry sitting on a park bench a quarter of a mile
from the mall where I, Amy, his chauffer had dropped him off.  He
was just like I had described him, even down to what he was wearing in
his commoner clothes.  He was quite good looking, and she relished
the thought of the sex with him that was awaiting her.  But she also
relished the blow we were going to enjoy against the aristocracy, which
he was a part of.  We had set him up perfectly.  He suspected
nothing.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item></channel></rss>