<?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>Jessica888 on Gromet's Plaza Archive</title><link>/authors/jessica888/</link><description>Recent content in Jessica888 on Gromet's Plaza Archive</description><generator>Hugo</generator><language>en-us</language><lastBuildDate>Wed, 15 Dec 2010 00:00:00 +0000</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="/authors/jessica888/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>Benefits of Friendship</title><link>/stories/2010/12/15/benefits-of-friendship/</link><pubDate>Wed, 15 Dec 2010 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2010/12/15/benefits-of-friendship/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;So there&amp;rsquo;s this boy. But, not like that – he&amp;rsquo;s also my best friend. His name is Steve. I can always tell him everything about me. He knows all my secrets, my fetishes and fantasies, my past, and that I love him. So, I guess it is kinda “like that”. But, there&amp;rsquo;s one thing that I haven&amp;rsquo;t ever told him, and I&amp;rsquo;m planning on telling him tonight.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;We&amp;rsquo;re both in college now, him a year below me. And I&amp;rsquo;m an RA, so I get the joy of not having a roommate. It&amp;rsquo;s a Friday night, and I know we are both bored in our respective rooms. So, I invite him over. This is completely innocuous as far as he&amp;rsquo;s concerned.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item></channel></rss>