<?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>ElectoPainLover on Gromet's Plaza Archive</title><link>/authors/electopainlover/</link><description>Recent content in ElectoPainLover on Gromet's Plaza Archive</description><generator>Hugo</generator><language>en-us</language><lastBuildDate>Sat, 08 Oct 2016 00:00:00 +0000</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="/authors/electopainlover/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>The Blackberry Patch</title><link>/stories/2016/10/08/the-blackberry-patch/</link><pubDate>Sat, 08 Oct 2016 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2016/10/08/the-blackberry-patch/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;Angela was very pleased with the mid-summer weather on this Saturday morning. Only a few puffy white clouds dotted the sky, showing no hint of the gray, rain producing, bottoms to them that were so often the case on the coast of Maine.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;To Angela, the weather seemed perfect to give herself a little adventure without being locked up in her chateaux. Today she would have her fun outdoors and enjoy the sun and the light breeze gently blowing in from the Atlantic. Angela was beginning to get extremely excited about her plans for her mid-morning activities; and the moisture in her panties was proving it.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item></channel></rss>