<?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>Subphil on Gromet's Plaza Archive</title><link>/authors/subphil/</link><description>Recent content in Subphil on Gromet's Plaza Archive</description><generator>Hugo</generator><language>en-us</language><lastBuildDate>Mon, 17 Nov 0606 00:00:00 +0000</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="/authors/subphil/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>More Fantasies Come to Life</title><link>/stories/606/11/17/more-fantasies-come-to-life/</link><pubDate>Mon, 17 Nov 0606 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/606/11/17/more-fantasies-come-to-life/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;I did have all week to think about it and wonder. I could hardly think of
anything else since every part of me ached as I slowly healed during the
week. Several times during the week Alison made secret phone calls and came
home with secret packages. As Friday neared I got more and more worried
about what would happen. And more and more excited.
When I came home from work on Friday Alison was waiting for me. &amp;ldquo;We&amp;rsquo;ve got a
big night ahead of us so get right upstairs and put on what I have laid out
for you. Then wait for me in the appropriate position.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;</description></item></channel></rss>