<?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>D. Rigger on Gromet's Plaza Archive</title><link>/authors/d.-rigger/</link><description>Recent content in D. Rigger on Gromet's Plaza Archive</description><generator>Hugo</generator><language>en-us</language><lastBuildDate>Thu, 13 Oct 2011 00:00:00 +0000</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="/authors/d.-rigger/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>Sammi's Ordeal at the Gun Range</title><link>/stories/2011/10/13/sammis-ordeal-at-the-gun-range/</link><pubDate>Thu, 13 Oct 2011 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2011/10/13/sammis-ordeal-at-the-gun-range/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;This story is presented as a fantasy only, under no circumstances should you repeat the actions depicted.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Saami heard the report of the single shot fired from the MP5 submachine gun.  Though she was blindfolded, she could visualize the muzzle flash as the charge rapidly exited the barrel, headed for her tender flesh, though she didn&amp;rsquo;t know where exactly. As the projectile traversed its path, time seemed to slow down and she considered how she had gotten into this predicament.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item></channel></rss>