<?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>LoveNrubber on Gromet's Plaza Archive</title><link>/authors/lovenrubber/</link><description>Recent content in LoveNrubber on Gromet's Plaza Archive</description><generator>Hugo</generator><language>en-us</language><atom:link href="/authors/lovenrubber/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>Lost Bet</title><link>/stories/1/01/01/lost-bet/</link><pubDate>Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/1/01/01/lost-bet/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;Erosboutique &amp;amp; Grometsplaza Latex story competition 2004&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;ldquo;Full house,&amp;rdquo; I said triumphantly, laying down three kings and two
tens.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;ldquo;That&amp;rsquo;s very impressive, dear,&amp;rdquo; she said. &amp;ldquo;But I&amp;rsquo;ve got three aces and
two jacks.&amp;rdquo; I stared in disbelief as she laid her cards on the table. &amp;ldquo;Let&amp;rsquo;s
see, that means that I&amp;rsquo;ve won three hands, and you&amp;rsquo;ve won two. Hmmmm&amp;hellip;.
What shall I do with my winnings? I wonder&amp;hellip;.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I laughed at her attempt to play coy. We both knew what her winning
this tie-breaker meant: For the rest of the day, she would have total control
over my body, and any disobedience on my part would result in some form
of punishment, and if I really got out of line, she could decide that I
forfeit the rights to my body for a second day in a row. I shuddered internally
at the thought.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item></channel></rss>