<?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>Jewel M on Gromet's Plaza Archive</title><link>/authors/jewel-m/</link><description>Recent content in Jewel M on Gromet's Plaza Archive</description><generator>Hugo</generator><language>en-us</language><lastBuildDate>Fri, 17 Dec 2010 00:00:00 +0000</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="/authors/jewel-m/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>Cynthia</title><link>/stories/2010/12/17/cynthia/</link><pubDate>Fri, 17 Dec 2010 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2010/12/17/cynthia/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;Cynthia had been horny all week, just waiting for this day to arrive. Her husband had left town for the weekend early that morning, and she had immediately begun preparations for the day that was ahead of her. She knew that her lover would be arriving at noon, so she ate, showered, tidied up, and then began to get herself ready. She had just been introduced to the joy of being tied up and played with, and today she was going to tie herself up for when he arrived.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item></channel></rss>