<?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>Kim on Gromet's Plaza Archive</title><link>/authors/kim/</link><description>Recent content in Kim on Gromet's Plaza Archive</description><generator>Hugo</generator><language>en-us</language><atom:link href="/authors/kim/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>Best Laid Plans</title><link>/stories/1/01/01/best-laid-plans/</link><pubDate>Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/1/01/01/best-laid-plans/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;Life had been a bit dull lately. I was determined
to liven it up some. Rob had gone out for the morning, but said he&amp;rsquo;d he
be back for lunch. I went to the bedroom and got together all the stuff
I wanted to surprise him with. The soft leather shackles and the fur-lined
cuffs, my sexy new garter belt and an unopened packet of sheer black stockings.
I piled them on the bed and stripped off all my clothes. It felt wonderfully decadent strutting about
the house with nothing on. I set the heating up a few degrees, as I didn&amp;rsquo;t
want any goosebumps spoiling the effect.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item></channel></rss>