<?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>KevBowler300 on Gromet's Plaza Archive</title><link>/authors/kevbowler300/</link><description>Recent content in KevBowler300 on Gromet's Plaza Archive</description><generator>Hugo</generator><language>en-us</language><lastBuildDate>Sat, 30 May 2026 20:13:47 +0000</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="/authors/kevbowler300/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>Dorm Mates</title><link>/stories/2009/07/28/dorm-mates/</link><pubDate>Tue, 28 Jul 2009 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2009/07/28/dorm-mates/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;Sarah and Raven were not a pair you would expect to be best friends, but they were roommates their freshman year of college and their friendship grew as the semesters passed. Raven was your typical campus hottie, 5'6”, flowing brunette locks, big breasts, flat stomach, and a belly button ring that she showed off all the time. She was always the center of attention, whether it was being friendly with everyone or getting stares from all the guys&amp;hellip; and a few ladies too. Sarah on the other hand was a plain lady. She spent more time with her books than out in public. She wore her blond hair back in a ponytail and often wore her glasses. She had a librarian kind of look to her but underneath all that she had a nice body that would get a few glances if it ever saw the light of day.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Halloween Magic</title><link>/stories/2007/10/31/halloween-magic/</link><pubDate>Wed, 31 Oct 2007 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2007/10/31/halloween-magic/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;from the 2007 Halloween special&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;ldquo;Welcome ladies and gentlemen to tonight&amp;rsquo;s very special magic show. I&amp;rsquo;m sure you all know this is the late, more adult show so any individuals who are sexually repressed should leave now. Is everyone ready? Great.&amp;rdquo;
&amp;ldquo;My name is Martin, I choose not to use a fancy magician name because who wants to be known as The Great Martini? Anyways, let me introduce my first assistant. Come on out Pinky.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Kyoto's Payback</title><link>/stories/2006/05/02/kyotos-payback/</link><pubDate>Tue, 02 May 2006 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2006/05/02/kyotos-payback/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;Kyoto
was your ordinary twenty year old Japanese girl except for two things&amp;hellip; her
perky D cups and the fact that her father was Makoto Kamifuku. That&amp;rsquo;s right,
her father was the founder and CEO of Kamifuku Technologies which includes
such products as high speed computer chips, long lasting batteries, and the
leaders in developing 3D television just to name a few. With such a large and
profitable company, Makoto was worth nearly a billion dollars. This meant
Kyoto
could live off her daddy&amp;rsquo;s wealth and do whatever she wanted. Like many
spoiled, rich brats, she spent her time hanging out in the trendiest clubs,
buying the most fashionable clothes, and travelling the world. She had many
boyfriends, usually just seeing them a few times and enjoying the wild (and
occasionally kinky) sex before deciding they had nothing else to offer her and
dumping them. A favorite target of paparazzi, she always had photographers
following her every exploit and writing about her newest fling.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Rejuvenation</title><link>/stories/1/01/01/rejuvenation/</link><pubDate>Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/1/01/01/rejuvenation/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;Entry from the S(A)X Leather Bondage Story competition 2005&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Lillian slowly strolls through the woods, looking around, wondering
where she could be and how she got here. The trees are in full bloom, birds
are chirping merrily, nearby a couple of deer are grazing peacefully. “It
looks so beautiful here, unlike myself” she said to herself.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;While it is
true that she no longer possessed the beauty of a young supermodel, she still
could catch an eye or two even though she had reached her 40&amp;rsquo;s. Sure, her
5'1” frame had a couple extra pounds, a few extra wrinkles, a sag here and
there, but her gentle brown eyes and calming smile more than made up for her
small misgivings. She walks toward a clearing where a gentle stream is flowing
through. When she reached the stream to sit down, she noticed a familiar
figure resting in the shade of a large oak tree.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item></channel></rss>