<?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>Joe Degamo on Gromet's Plaza Archive</title><link>/authors/joe-degamo/</link><description>Recent content in Joe Degamo on Gromet's Plaza Archive</description><generator>Hugo</generator><language>en-us</language><lastBuildDate>Thu, 09 Oct 2008 00:00:00 +0000</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="/authors/joe-degamo/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>Susan</title><link>/stories/2008/10/09/susan/</link><pubDate>Thu, 09 Oct 2008 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2008/10/09/susan/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;I couldn&amp;rsquo;t believe it. Only an hour or so I was sleeping comfortably in bed, and now I&amp;rsquo;m in the back of a SUV trussed up and gagged. I am not a call girl but I was staying at the town house of a wealthy man I met at a cocktail party. He had taken a liking to me, and before you knew it we were going at it hot and heavy. He started by buying me expensive jewelry, clothes, and taking me on trips.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item></channel></rss>