<?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>Kylee Latex on Gromet's Plaza Archive</title><link>/authors/kylee-latex/</link><description>Recent content in Kylee Latex on Gromet's Plaza Archive</description><generator>Hugo</generator><language>en-us</language><lastBuildDate>Thu, 23 Feb 2017 00:00:00 +0000</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="/authors/kylee-latex/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>The Party to Start it All</title><link>/stories/2017/02/23/the-party-to-start-it-all/</link><pubDate>Thu, 23 Feb 2017 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2017/02/23/the-party-to-start-it-all/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;I have written a story about how my and now missus got together and how it all started for me. It is my first time writing. I hope you enjoy it.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The day had arrived. The day of my birthday. I&amp;rsquo;m going to be that big 30. My best friend (Harley, 30, blonde), arranged a little party for me. As the day approached I was told there was only one stipulation. Everyone had to fancy dress with a twist. The fancy dress had to be something of the opposite sex. So as a male, I had to fancy dress as a female.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item></channel></rss>