<?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>Mike S on Gromet's Plaza Archive</title><link>/authors/mike-s/</link><description>Recent content in Mike S on Gromet's Plaza Archive</description><generator>Hugo</generator><language>en-us</language><atom:link href="/authors/mike-s/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>A Fantasy Realized</title><link>/stories/1/01/01/a-fantasy-realized/</link><pubDate>Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/1/01/01/a-fantasy-realized/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;*
&lt;strong&gt;A Fantasy Realized&lt;/strong&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;Chapter One&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Even while I was getting ready I knew this was crazy.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I’d been swapping emails back and forth with a young college girl for
several weeks, often as many as 10 or 12 every day. I’d seen her personal
ad and just for laughs had responded. I knew that a 20 year old girl wasn’t
going to be interested in an ‘old’ (40) geezer pervert but gave it a shot.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item></channel></rss>