<?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>Firsttymer on Gromet's Plaza Archive</title><link>/authors/firsttymer/</link><description>Recent content in Firsttymer on Gromet's Plaza Archive</description><generator>Hugo</generator><language>en-us</language><atom:link href="/authors/firsttymer/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>Should I do it?</title><link>/stories/1/01/01/should-i-do-it/</link><pubDate>Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/1/01/01/should-i-do-it/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;Erosboutique &amp;amp; Grometsplaza Latex story competition 2004&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The package finally arrived, I have been so anxious.  As I was
opening the box, I could only guess what my “instructions” would be…&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;This whole thing started from my curiosity with latex bondage and a
strange desire to be inescapably restrained.  My curiosity brought
me on-line, where I discovered an entire community that shared interest
similar to myself.  Sometimes I would enter chat rooms and “talk”
to others; this is where I met her.  We began to email each other
pics and links that we discovered while surfing.  I even began collecting
latex gear that I purchased over the net.  My collection had grown
to several pairs of latex panties I would sometimes wear under my clothes. 
I had latex opera gloves that went up over my elbows; I even had a small
latex dildo I once tried.  My prized piece was my boned latex corset. 
If this was laced properly it took 3-4 inches off my waist and made it
near impossible for me to bend or breathe.  After a while her normally
light hearted messages started to become more serious when she asked me
if I really wanted to try total latex domination and to see how serious
I really was.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item></channel></rss>